A piece in 9 episodes starting from the beginning or a massive public broadcast on November 9, 2022 at Kanuti Gildi SAAL

Dear Artist X,
Do you remember the time when you were supposed to host some gala and out of nervous excitement you accidentally banged someone's trumpet’s damper obsolete?
We want you to do it again.
tnx

Uniformly lit office space in Tallinn. “Unboxing nothing ASMR” on screen.
Maike sleeps on a soaking wet mattress.
Hendrik is belly-flat on the floor.
Bohdana sits straight in a chair and eats macaroni from a plastic box.
Door opens, Kaie enters with summer shoes and a handbag.

“Dear radio listeners. My name is Kaie and I am one eˉlektron. In tonight's program, we will talk about how 4 artists have been thrown into the management of the organization and themselves. What will become of them, what will become of people?”

Dear Artist Y,
Nobody is sitting in an auditorium alone. Noone is alone before the show in the theater lobby, having red wine. I don't think anyone would really enjoy such an experience. Or perhaps a boyar from forgotten times.
We once defined the problem of telematic art as "online entertainment loneliness". Loneliness which we are trying to avoid in eˉlektron. Where performers are lonely and the audience even lonelier. Someone once wrote that it’s easier being in each other’s presence, or in each other’s absences, than in the constant presence of each other’s absence. And telematic communications are constant reminders of absence.
I hope to see you and your works. They stop time. And that is my favorite time.

All the love,
eˉ