This summer I took a hardware hacked 3.1mp digital camera on the road with me for a little art adventure. I live to travel and felt like I was overdue for a little fresh air in the ol’ balloon, naw mean? I am historically quite rubbish at remembering to snap pics as I go. While I rarely remember to pick my camera up in the midst of an exciting moment I find myself more often turning to it in the mundane moments spent in airports, on quiet strolls or in between destinations. The subsequent folder of photos is always a bleak and droopy hodgepodge of figures and shapes evoking memories so vague I’m not sure they were ever even mine to begin with. Admittedly I don’t travel so well these days. It’s like the jetlag sets in and never really lifts (not that I don’t still enjoy myself a bit). With that in mind I feel like these photos more accurately capture the essence of traveling in my subjective meat prison than regular photos ever could.
I will leave the locations ambiguous and the context minimal. No additional software processing is occurring here. It’s just that raw hacked shit. I find that these photos are a lot more vivid prior to compression. I’m still working on a way to scale down the size and keep the artifacts from softening a bit. Please note, hacked digital cameras are no longer anything I am pursuing manufacturing or selling due to impracticality.