In Waiting for Godot (S. Beckett), LUCKY says:
“(…) that man in short that man in brief in spite of the strides of alimentation and defecation is seen to waste and pine waste and pine and concurrently simultaneously what is more for reasons unknown in spite of the strides of physical culture the practice of sports such as tennis football running cycling swimming flying floating riding gliding conating camogie skating tennis of all kinds dying flying sports of all sorts autumn summer winter winter tennis of all kinds hockey of all sorts penicilline and succedanea in a word I resume and concurrently simultaneously for reasons unknown to shrink and dwindle in spite of the tennis I resume flying gliding golf over nine and eighteen holes tennis of all sorts in a word for reasons unknown (…)”

For example tennis. Although it exists, this highly precise form of physical performance and mental posture, elevated to the HIGHEST cultural standard, although such a thing exists, the world is unbearably unjust, an endless disaster.

The artists exhibiting here were invited to contribute a work that is JUST BARELY optimistic enough.

The exhibition space is a 4 × 15m playing field.

The BRILLIANCE of a playing field lies in the fact that its appearance always relates directly to the conditions that define the game: the number of players, their physical and mental capabilities, the technical nature of the equipment, the material, the weather, the state. All finely calculated, wonderfully peculiar, maximal fun.

TROTZ TENNIS draws on this brilliance and stages a joyful game with the speechless state of inner resistance.