'The End of the Universe is very popular,' said Zaphod… 'People like to dress up for it…Gives it a sense of occasion.' Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
We sit in wait for the end of the world. We have always regaled ourselves with unnerving tales of a day yet to come. Tomorrow is a dark place and our culture is full of tales of a natural world out of control. Whether it be nuclear apocalypse, viral epidemic, tumbling asteroids or eco-catastrophe our anxieties about our future demise chronicle the flaws and frailties of the everyday.
We have recruited a vagabond troupe of doomsday cultists to join us in this world after the crash; to dance in the shadow of catastrophe and question our fears and misgivings about the future. We have breathed life into the characters and actions of our UNKNOWN FIELDS DIVISION and we have armed ourselves with the props and paraphernalia to survive in the new world.
Together we have voyaged to the edge of the world, ‘the last wilderness’ of the Arctic. We made a pilgrimage to visit the glaciers before they melt and we shed a tear under the electric skies of the aurora. We have not gone quietly into the night but instead in the Arctic we have forged an intentional community and cult compound of activist architectures, eco-terrorist responses and maverick manifestos.
In our department of Intangible Technology Ioanna and Tobias have encoded the ephemera of web 2.0 into data fossils that calcify on our own bones, and are etched into the layers of glacial ice. Our Illegal Biology Unit has cultivated a psychedelic mushroom farm in which to drown our sorrows, and in Climatology Quiddale is squatting a waterfall to protest for water rights while Heojih has designed a weather-sensitive landscape that broadcasts the song of a dying world.
We are visionaries and reporters, part documentarian and part science fiction soothsayer, critically engaging with the conditions of today through speculation about the coming of tomorrow. Standing at the brink we contemplate an end that is laden with fears and inconsistencies yet at the same time proves to be ripe with unknown escapes and wondrous possibilities.