Digital Art in the Time of Distance Learning.

The Digital Art of the Isolated Now = Redundant, Like a Virus. Viral metaphors are overkill. Digital art is over, redundant in a time of digital distance. The experience of digital aesthetics is everyday, is the background. Our work is looping into itself. We become gif, loop. In this way, digital aesthetics become obsolete. Looping, redundant, disappearing.

‘The aesthetics’ of digital disruption?

The redundant experience of commenting digitally about what we experience digitally?

It’s also a privilege to live like that. Inside, sheltered from the outside.

*Unread text message*
Instagram
Facebook
“Get onnn, we are about to start a game”

Oh shoot.
*unmutes*
Talks
*finishes talking and mutes himself again*

Monday I was on Spring Break
Tuesday I joked about Covid
Wednesday the world started shutting down
Thursday my world started shutting down
Friday I worried
Saturday I said bye
Sunday I went home.

*There’s no more dimension to the real anymore, to interaction. Everyone is in a flat box.
I just can’t help but listen to Carl Wheezer sing the box.

Where was I. Oh yeah.

I need to pay attention.

I want to pay attention.