A big benefit in living an average life is that you cannot screw anything up so badly that it will deserve an entry in the history books.
This is the same picture of which I uploaded fragments earlier, just now with XCF instead of PCX, yes, that annoying format of the GIMP which it insists on storing at.
Has it really been 15-ish years since I used the PCX format? Well, it might be but we got along like good old friends! (Tumblr scales the pictures down to the point of ugliness, click onto them for a better picture)
This was a self portrait, in black and white and from a crappy webcam, but the glitch gods have turned all places where my head and face was into this jumble of lines. I guess this is the best illustration of how my inside feels. Hail to the glitch gods!
Pattern recognition is a huge part of human existance. If you know they are there, you can see the plushies (2 penguins and 1 round ladybug) in the 1st and subsequently 2nd picture. Look at it again.
Also, I might have an unhealthy obsession with plushies.
IMHO, glitch, if done right shows a hidden reality in data. When I am happy with it, it looks as if I captivated the objects in a dreamlike state which is their actual reality. In that respect, it is related to some other of my interests, ambient music for example.
I know that this is only my view, but I am normally not interested in glitch art which has admittedly been edited by software designed to edit graphics. If all you do to create glitch art is to use both data and the program in a manner which it was intended to, it is not really what I think is the fun of glitchart.
