Post-destination (CyberIdentity)

I AM LOVE

hola me llamo pez

I am the fool
thou art nothing

I am a real girl

i like to eat sunflower seed

i am a hamster from the sofa

i am a hamster from the sofa

i am a hamster from the sofa
i like to chew my ball

i am the powerful guinnea piggy bank

who is it that can tell me who i am?

historical site / 03

i like to eat sunflower seed

i am a hamster from the sofa
i like to chew my ball

i am a hamster from the sofa

i am a hamster from the sofa

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I enjoy crafting dynamic digital worlds over which mascots, toyetic animals, and strange critters reside, playing out their alien motivations.These are typically trivialized forms yet generate visceral, even contradictory responses in us.

I avoid starting art with set intentions of conveying particular meanings because complex meanings can be derived from just about everything, which I want to draw out like an animal from its den. My process mostly consists of paying attention to vague trivial things floating around my subconscious. These ideas are given shape and room is allowed for unexpected things, even mistakes, to occur while following these trains of thoughts, as a sort of exercise in free association. 
 
A sense of knowing “you don’t have to take it seriously” is something I want to reflect upon with earnest intent.

In terms of formats, I want to exploit intricate, technical methods of art-making for intuitive and democratising means. Characters and shapes are dissociated from their original purpose, by which the systems in which they typically function are exposed. My influences are always changing and consist of too many things to list but I am particularly inspired by Frank Sidebottom as well as the naïve clunkiness brought about by the technical limitations of early CGI.

I work under the pseudonym Rhubarcode, a synthetic bonbon algorithm embodying the form of a peanut-headed rhubarb flavoured avatar.
Rhubarcode’s process involves:
Assimilates bonbons
Processes bonbons
Regenerates bonbons

My creations are like my digital-doubles, and through my Avatars I can go to worlds that my physical body cannot reach. As to why those works are always a bit weird, I would say that if the virtual were as boring as the real, it would be so boring.
     
     In my digital garden,
     I can become bionic, with mechanical cervical 
     vertebrae that don't hurt anymore.
     I can back up my consciousness and survive on this 
     planet on a loop.
     I could become myself in a digital world of my own 
     construction.
     For being myself is more important than anything 
     else.
     But perhaps it was all just an illusion…



Untitled-Egg is my pseudonym just because my head and face look a lot like an egg 🥚, which one, exactly, I don't know.

I am not sure where exactly it began but I remember walking down a street in Fulham. I had been lost for quite some time but I was being guided by the voice of google maps. 
“Turn left at the junction” she said
I turned left at the junction.
“And your destination is inside the postbox” 

I noticed the postbox in front of me and paused. I thought I misheard her and was about to pull out my phone to recheck the directions when I heard the automated voice again.
“Get inside the postbox.” 

It wasn’t as difficult as you might think to climb into a postbox. I can’t explain it, I just went in somehow. The difficult part was all the papercuts from all the envelopes but once I got past those,  the world opened up again and I found myself back in the same street! Although the street looked different now, all churned up sort of.

There were also these very strange creatures hanging around. They looked incomprehensible, I can’t explain it. Some of them looked like hamsters and others more… god knows. 
There were people in this world too, but they were in these still positions, as if in prayer. 
Some of the creatures themselves looked almost human-like I thought, passing one that appeared to be dancing. It was really quite annoying.
“I am the fool”  they said
“Yeah, you look like a fool mate” I snapped back. 
“Thou art nothing” they said in response

At that point I decided I had enough and wanted to go home.
The voice in my ear started again “Is this not your home?”
“No, there aren’t usually weird creature things!” I said aloud
“Are they not your friends? They are my friends, I wanted you to meet them” The voice responded.
I looked at the big red fish thing in the sky, it reminded me of a christmas stocking. I suppose I could get to like it? In fact, it made me feel happy and affectionate looking at it. 
“I AM LOVE” it boomed.
That made sense to me. I already knew it was in my heart.

The voice in my ear gave me a start “re-enter the postbox to go home”
I spent some more time looking at LOVE and thought about everyone who is special to me. 
I suppose it was time to go back so I climbed back into the postbox.


I found myself back to normal life, normal Fulham! Everything was as it was.
I turned away from the postbox but to my horror I saw one of those hamster creatures from the postbox world!
I tried to grab it but missed, it scrambled away quickly and darted into the sofa shop. I searched every sofa but could not find it. 

And so I write with great regret that the hamster got away.
Please watch out for this creature, we don’t know how dangerous it could be and we don’t know where it is, it could even be living in between your very own sofa. 

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