#Interactive Installations

[ortmoragency]

[jorgebandera]

Interactive Ocean: The World of Sharks

[chicpeekfashion]

Katerina Goltzwart: Pioneering Augmented Reality & Digital Art Preservation

Explore the groundbreaking journey of Katerina Goltzwart, a visionary artist blending traditional art with cutting-edge digital innovation. From her early exposure to various artistic fields to her pioneering work in augmented reality and digital art preservation, Katerina has consistently pushed the boundaries of creative expression. Her immersive interactive installations have transformed the way audiences engage with art, making her a leading figure in the convergence of technology and culture. Recognized globally, her advocacy for the preservation of digital art ensures that future generations will continue to experience the fusion of art and technology. Discover how her legacy continues to shape modern artistic innovation.

Read More: https://chicpeekfashion.com/katerina-goltzwart

[theadaptableeducator]

Exploring Interactive Installations: Bridging Art, Technology, and Audience Engagement

Interactive installations represent a dynamic intersection of art and technology, offering immersive experiences that transcend traditional boundaries of artistic expression. In the context of visual arts education, interactive installations hold significant potential for fostering creativity, critical thinking, and audience engagement. This editorial aims to further illustrate the concept of…

[itscolossal]

A Swarm of Blocks Flocks to Human Presence in DRIFT’s Interactive Installation

[iced-if]

now I understand why authors don't go all out for customization.

[mostly-natm]

Little guy reveal!

(Read SO many more of my thoughts below!)

(Please be aware that I have done zero research for this post, because I’m just sharing my thoughts for fun!)

Let’s look a little closer at these stinky little guys, shall we?

They’ve got the years they’re from on the bottoms of their feet! Lore is the oldest (1993), and Tasha is the youngest (1995)! Picard, Riker, Worf, and Geordi are all from 1994.

Surprisingly, being the oldest, I actually think I like Lore’s paint job the best! His eyebrows are definitely too dark (and off mold), but they are far from the worst, as we’ll see! I like that they painted in his pink waterlines. I don’t like that it doesn’t show up in pictures.

Oh, baby. Someone please pull up the countless memes about blue eyes for poor Riker.

Geordi is looking as handsome as ever! Likely because they didn’t need to paint his eyes.

Captain, my Captain! Remember what I said earlier about Lore not being the worst example of too-dark eyebrows? Yeah. Also, he appears to be experimenting with white lipstick! I support him in all his endeavors (as long as they’re not eyebrow related).

Worf! I feel like they’ve done him a little dirty with the eye shadow. Are they trying to make him look meaner? Worf isn’t mean. He’s a sweetie pie.

[idrellegames]

For anyone curious about Episode 3's status... it is now longer than Episode 1.

[aloeville]

SOUND WARNING - sound in the clip is loud and unsettling!

Here's some photos/clip from an interactive installation piece I made with my friend!!! (This project is actually what that 3 page alien comic was based on.) Details below!

It was kinda like an escape room, people entered the space and a program ran on the monitor there (I put a clip of the "bad ending" here so that you can hear the sound element if you want) that showed a self-destruct warning and prompted users to enter three passwords to override the operation. The passwords could be found around the room (snoobert, 5, AM).

We had two groups interact with the piece, and interestingly one got the "good ending" and one got the "bad ending."

We tried to make the room based on stuff that was nostalgic to both/one of us, like with music, posters, etc. a lot of the objects in the room are just from either me or my friend's childhood bedroom (my american girl magazine collection)

The sound that plays from the program uses some sfx clips from youtube and a slowed recording of Laurie Spiegel's Kepler's Harmony of the Worlds, which was one of the tracks on the voyager golden record. I found out about Laurie Spiegler's music this year from a professor and have really enjoyed it!!!

We had a lot of fun with this one!!!! Me & my friend are so proud of it and are thinking about making another project like it soon :)

[ysaefinn]

Since technically this artwork includes you... comment (or submit in the inbox) laptop sticker ideas, so far i have a peach and a Polaroid

[maxillo]

THE DEVIUS EX MACHINA WEBSITE NOW DIRECTLY HOSTS ALL THE INSTALLMENTS!!!!!!!!! PLEASE GO LOOK AT IT THERE YOU CAN FINALLY SEE ALL THE ARTWORK IN FULL HD RESOLUTION

[quantumlogician]

" I am, for lack of appropriate wording, joyed when there is a fondness gained for my creations, however it is getting ridiculous they are continuously swiped from me. "

[itscolossal]

Dozens of Ovoids Radiate Colorful Light in teamLab’s Newest Interactive Installation

[thedrownedcathedral]

Olafur Eliasson (b. 1967). One-way colour tunnel. 2007. Stainless steel, acrylic color-effect filters, acryfic mirrors, paint, and wire.

[marshmallowprotection]

Omg "Touch me. Feel my skin. I'm real, see?" promt for cowboy Saeran? :(♡

I miss him dearly

It wasn’t all that often you were graced with your outlaw’s presence. He had work to do that couldn’t stop for nothing. You were just as busy as he was, but you had the illusion of taking a break when he didn’t have that luxury. You could sit down on a bar chair and wax poetic to a crook without a second thought to get him to say what you needed to hear, but he couldn’t slow down and catch his breath to save his life.

You understood just how important it was for him to get his work done. His ass was on the line. He had to do what he had to do. The life of a criminal wasn't an easy one, but it was the life he had to live. Even if you didn't know the devil in the details, you knew he decided to walk down this path for a reason.

That reason mattered to you, and you trusted him to tell you when he was ready to talk about it, but until that day? You were okay to wait in the wings. It wasn't as if the moments in between weren't worth it. A day with your boss was the same as a day of fresh air, and that was all the more reason to enjoy the feeling of being cozied up in bed with an outlaw you called your own.

You could tell that Unknown hadn't slept in days when he showed up at your front door, and despite the wary look in his eyes, he decided to come inside anyway. It wasn't like Zen was around to kick him out. Your best friend was out of town for the week because he had some business to take care of in another city. You preferred to have visitors anyway, especially visitors who made you feel safe.

After you helped him wash up and clean his face, he huddled down in bed with you for God knows how long before you dozed off after him. He needed the rest and he needed the reminder that you trusted him enough to be vulnerable around him.

He didn't have to stay armed to feel safe, and you didn't have to hold onto a knife to feel comfortable around him.

Unknown was warm.

His breath was soft against your throat as you stirred out of sleep and found yourself staring at the dark walls of your cabin. You didn't have the energy to untangle yourself from him to find a candle, but it was dark enough outside to let you know he'd been there longer than just a little afternoon nap. You weren't upset about it, but you knew that it might upset him a little to have put you at risk of someone seeing his horse nearby.

You sighed, absentmindedly running your digits through his messy curls.

However, your moment of peace was destroyed in a heartbeat as Unknown's gentle breaths turned ragged. His peaceful slumber all but burned to terror as his body tensed and his lungs fought to stay in control of his fears. You knew he was having a nightmare, but also knew better than to wake someone from their nightmare knowing it could lead them to be more frightened than anything else.

You had to wait, holding your breath as his only grew worse, trying to coax him to a gentle valley of flowers far, far away from whatever set him off in the first place. It took a moment for you to find his hand in the sheets, but once you did, you cupped it against your cheek. Even if he wasn't awake, you knew he would respond to touch. He... always did.

For a man who let people believe he hated anything closer to him than twenty miles away, he was starved for a single touch.

You breathed a gentle instruction for his sake. He needed to know his dreams weren't doomed. He could save them. "Touch me. Feel my skin. I'm real, see?"

Unknown felt small in your embrace as he fought with his demons to maintain control of his dreams. He wasn't the tall outlaw who had to growl to survive when he was with you... he was a boy who never had a choice in what he had to do to survive. But, you refused to let go of his hand. You wanted him to know you could protect him, too, only if he would allow it.

It took a few minutes, but his breath began to even out again, and he sighed in response to your promise to protect him. You let go of his hand, but he kept it there against your cheek as if the only lifeline he had to stay at peace, making it much easier for you to cradle his head against your heart.

His heart... forevermore.

[sunbedo]

playing sonic dash with certain characters is so messed up sometimes

LIKE WHAT THE HELL DUDE!!! THATS YOUR KID!!!! STOP SHOOTING MISSILES AT HER!!