The work examines what happens when all context is removed and a space without orientation arises. It is inspired by Second Life’s wasteland with no physical reality, where you are able to build a “second life” from scratch – but without scents, tastes and feelings, senses without which a dessert does not seem to be any pleasure at all – or any kind of food for that matter.


The starting point for the work is Broeng’s conceptual poem Hypothetical Imperatives (Desserts) based on dessert recipes that she has “emptied” of all ingredients. Instead of descriptions of delicious desserts we are faced with imperatives such as whip, grate, decorate.
Recipes like to make use of imperatives in the instructions and if the ingredients are removed the odd thing happens, that the recipes will appear as insensible commands. Completely inverse of the product they describe the making of.


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