The historical rupture of the atomic bomb makes the moment it was dropped almost ahistorical—Hidezaku Furuya’s videogame documentary forces you to inhabit it as a crewmember of the Enola Gay. It’s quite startling.
I failed miserably trying to catch a fly with chopsticks in Mr. Miyagi’s Fly Catcher Game. Honestly, it’s because a fat woman in a green shirt walked by and made it go wonky. [ITP]
Time rendered in machined metal: The largest gear in “Time in Six Parts” takes 100 years to complete one revolution—when it’ll crash to the ground, waking up the giants that’ve conquered the earth.
What happens when you trap Jackson Pollock’s soul inside of arduino-powered robots?
At NYU’s ITP, I heard the shrill and desperate scream of a child. It turned out to be a kid playing Nobu Nakaguchi’s multiplayer interactive telephony called Tuuug of War.
Squeeze the side, and the S ring emits perfume juiced with phermones. Three scents for each sex, all custom mixed. I liked the citrus one, but wasn’t sure if it was for boys or girls.
Tom Gerdhardt’s computer is disgusting. I found it by following the squishing noises at NYU’s ITP spring show. The entire UI and display is basically a giant pile of wet dirt. That’s right. Mud.