From My Microwave With Love by Enrica Prazzoli

Strange machines traveling through time; made a long time ago but only a few weeks old. Just because we can see their inner mechanism it doesn’t mean we understand what they 
are supposed to do, any more than we understand what’s going on inside a computer chip. 
Someone made them, someone has to use them. By themselves they don’t move; they do 
not solve problems, nor create them.

Why are these objects here, now. They started appearing in Enrica Prazzoli´s microwave, in September 2013. The artist started collecting the pieces and trying to find a sense to this all. 

Some pieces worked by themselves, some others were components of a bigger whole; 
some parts are apparently missing. The artist gets a glimpse of the person that is doing this, but she cannot communicate with 
her. By trying to make sense of a past that could have been, Enrica Prazzoli thinks about 
how different the things we interact with everyday would be; and how similar the reactions.

There’s a fine line between brilliant and lunatic; determined and deluded.