Unfortunately I did forget it on the gas stove more than once. Sometimes I was able to rescue the pot, other times it was just burnt and I had to get a new one (unable to throw the old ones out, of course). So over the years the collection of aluminium pots grew and on some drunken nights we discovered their artistic potential.
Now (as of April 2020) during the Corona-lockdown I had a lot of time to do some senseless but fun projects. So turning the discarded espresso-makers into marionettes with some screws, nuts and bolts the gang came to live and formed the Coffebots.
[it’s my blog-ego writing. not myself at all
Habe gerade eine Seite aus Peter Kurzecks „Über’s Eis“ zugeschickt bekommen und die muss natürlich hier rein (Es geht um die Espressokannengriffe auf dem Gasherd): „Sie schmelzen zu langsamen schwarzen Bakelittränen, die giftig und groß und schwer in die Flammen tropfen, verloren, untröstlich, und färben das Feuer manganblau, gewitterlila, signalgrün“ (Danke, Oskar!)
Geschichten mit explodierenden Espressokännchen
It’s the end of the pandemic year 2020 so the Coffeebots chose a wonderful christmas-song by one of the greatest bands ever to sing-a-long:
Fairytale of New York by The Pogues
Of course the filming took place considering the social distancing rules and it kind of matches the beautiful lyrics.
Thanks a lot to Miriam who helped puppeteering and filming.
Whish you all nice and relaxed holidays and a geat 2021!