Once Upon a GIF Story

This is a story of collaboration, ideas, experimentation and our relationship to technology. It's also about being willing to follow through with what we might (lightly) put into Twitter chats!

You will see the GIF story (17 pages) thanks to Kim (@MrKMaston) and a willingness to collaborate. We chatted about the concept over Twitter DM and then took it in turns to add a page to the story. As you 'read' the story I'm sure you will make your own interpretation. Like a comic strip, there is enough mystery in the silence and the gaps between the moving images for the reader to get involved. Leave some comments about the possibilities that you see in GIF stories.

View it via Twitter moment: https://twitter.com/i/moments/895845199208865792 (As the pretty version on Storify has gone in the far, far country of closed down, free software. Ed November 2019)

AN OPTIONAL WORD STORY
(written after the story was compiled and not sanctioned by Kim)

Once upon a time
there was a generation
that could only interact
through their shared technology.

This was not a good situation!

Something had to be done?
Who to call?
Would post-humanism be a solution?

Meanwhile,
that same generation of people,
ignored climate change and
continued to feed the web
with pictures of themselves
with only their self-selected
best side.

Nooooooooooooooo, said the others.

Could new technology save us?
Is there anyone out there to help us?

Wait.....

Perhaps reading the manual would help?
The solution is here somewhere.....

The crowds were lined up to witness the next best thing!

With new bells and whistles, infinity screens, smaller batteries,
colour lights and explosions....

All that happened was the setting of the sun,
falling of a wave, feet running on a treadmill, 
a never ending story.

The only thing left to do was 
destroy the thinking 
behind the technology

until

the

end.

Comments

  1. What happens when the collaborative partner wanders off into the sunset? A partial story is left. We are now left with every 2nd page of the story. Cracked, crumbled and partially told. Like a digital version of rust.

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