DB-HFORM-EX00 
Human Form

Artifact#: DB-HFORM-EX00
Token ID: #227725
Edition of: 3
Starting Price: .25 ETH

Artist: Ameer Suhayb Carter

Moniker: SIRSU
Tooling: Illustrator, Photoshop.

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Digital Bodies
2020
Human nature informs human forms. The function of the anatomical struture of these bipedal ‘evolved’ creatures enable them to build and destroy at an incalcuable rate—they are dangerous, cunning, crafty, and madly genius. 

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A semi-fictional account of a work experience. (NSFW Language)

Going through an existential crisis—please call back later.


It’s 3:23 pm. A young man in his early 20’s is hunched over his desk slowly scanning the minute details of an app mockup he’s worked on for the past few weeks, down to each individual pixel. The bright, cold blue light is but one in a series of flickering lights in assembly line fashion, complementing the dull grayish landscape of the city peering through the floor-to-ceiling windows surrounding them.


“It’s always been this grey dude. Just sit back and enjoy the drab of modernity.”



He says to himself, feeling the office’s achromatic emptiness. He takes a deep breath and proceeds to insert his headphones, queues up a mix, and pounds on his keyboard to complete the 15th iteration of what he’d made a few weeks prior.

Content with his progress, he saves his work, checks his watch for the time and walks to the break room.

“It’s 3:42 and I haven’t eaten since this morning, fuck.”


The repurposed hallway houses a fleet of porcelain white cabinets, all marked with icons to inform passing employees of their contents. As far as he could tell, there only seemed to be kitchen cutlery, paper-ware and packets with salt, pepper, sugar and Sriracha. Disgruntled, searching for a food icon, and it’s not until after opening every drawer and cabinet door, he notices a sign. In a self-defeating sigh he relents, “Oh it’s…bring your own food. Greaaaaat.”

He’s disappointed that even after three months on the job, he had still forgotten about the bring your own food policy. He begrudgingly resorts to the mini-fridge to ride out the rest of the afternoon. Adding another blow to his psyche, he opens the fridge door, only to realize that the beer — his only chance for temporary relief — is gone.


“Wha—you cannot be—the fucking beer is gone. Just my luck.”



His stomach growls and his hands quiver; irritation is consuming him. A note rests in the vacant, beer-less void of the fridge. He squints to read the appalling, illegible, shitty handwritten note. “This ~truly is~ the worst handwriting…even emoji would be easier to understand.”

Took the last beer. Hope no one else needed it. Sorry! I’ll replace it next week??? :)


— G E O F F 🙂


His hand grips the paper so hard it wrinkles up into a ball. “Seriously, though?” Eyes rolling up toward the ceiling. He lets out a big sigh, “today can’t possibly get any worse.” He unravels the note, “what was this asshole’s name again?” scanning the crinkled paper he quickly found the name spaced out next to the smiling face which, despite the rest of the note, looked perfectly symmetrical.

“Did he really write a note, just so he could draw a perfect emoji? Fucking designers…Goddamn it, Geoff! Fuck you and your smug emoji. You should have taken a class in penmanship you asshat.” He quietly raged.


“GRRRRRROOOOOOOWWWLLLL!”



His stomach was crying out to him. It was asking for anything to fill it; whether it be the stale chips on his now vacant coworker’s desk or the banana in the trash bin. He thought of the banana. He was seriously considering the idea to dig in the trash for a banana…A BANANA. Then, he let the idea ruminate in his brain. His eyes grew wide, top lip curled and his head retracted back as if he were to gag. He instantly regretted the thought of eating what would be compost and went for something more comfortable.

To end his suffering, he reluctantly grabs an iced tea from the fridge,


“Well well…we meet again you bland, tasteless, evil drink. Can’t seem to get rid of you…how could I?”



He gives a light chuckle and it’s not the chuckle of delight, rather the sarcastic, and salty feeling you get when your expectations are crushed by the harshness of reality. He imagines the tea laughing back at him and giving him shit for drinking such a terrible drink; it was labeled Honest Tea after all. His face straightens and closes the fridge door to pull out his cellphone. Head down, walking toward the exit of the break room, he bumps into a custodian knocking papers onto the floor.

“Shit!”


The custodian yelped as he dropped to the floor to retrieve his papers.

“Haha. H-Hey man. Watch out. You might…bump into someone and drop your papers. Ha.”


The custodian gives him the meanest side eye he’s ever seen.


“You’re having a bad day I see.”


“…..maybe I am. But who cares right?! The beer is gone, I’ve been designing the same row items for weeks, I haven’t eaten and all I want to do is take my ass to the train station to prepare myself for my two hour commute. At least then I can sleep.”

“Y-yeah okay dude….whatever you say man. Just watch it next time.”



The custodian picks up his papers and proceeds to litter the kitchen with them.

“Fuck my life.”


Dejected, the young man lowers his head and heads back to his desk.





DB-CRTMAD-EX02
CRT Madness (I to V)

Artifact#: DB-CRTMAD-EX02
Token ID: #232400 
Edition of: 1
Starting Price: 3 ETH

Artist: Ameer Suhayb Carter x MEZZ
Moniker: SIRSU
Tooling: Make Human, Illustrator, Photoshop
→ For Mezz: Cinema4D / Octane / Affinity Designer / After Effects

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Digital Bodies
2020
Part of SIRSU's "Exploring Form: Digital Bodies" Series, the debut collection seeks to discuss transience, the state of the union, enlightenment and the human experience. This piece, [CRT Madness] is the second collaboration of SIRSU's Digital Bodies project with MEZZ VISUALS, a 3D designer and marketing director.

Purchase includes ownership mention on the Digital Bodies website (digitalbodies.xyz), the Digital Bodies VR Show with the Infinite Art Museum, a "FOUNDER" NFT for access to Digital Bodies events and special drops, and a special transformative augment to this piece (revealed on the 15th of November).


The Intent → 


Captain’s Log || 4.11.2174 04:33:02 //


They said that the CRT trainings would give us some understanding of the past. I’m not entirely convinced we have done that more than my crew has succumbed to wild ideas and madness. I cannot begin to quantify it all truth be told. I suppose this should be a warning for anyone looking to peels the layers back when it comes to the Naughts of yesteryear.

It seems we’re 20 years from repeating itself — I hope to be gone way before then. Besides, a spaceman adrift for 100 years does a number on the mind...and the spirit.


Captain’s Log || 23.11.2174 13:20:18 //


Apps are ruining my life.
I hate how technology makes me feel.

Everyday, I’m constantly checking every fucking ring and bell and chime my phone can muster.

Everyday, I’m studying every cultural phenomena to make sense of how these sheep bought into their eventual, habitual utilization of social products that have murdered them.

Everyday, I’m making decisions to create those same patterns to users for products I’ve been hired to design.

And I hate myself for it.



Very apropos.

I hate that voices are silenced by those who balloon their titles and status like a self-appointed “thought leader” which is kind of odd considering how we were taught that those with egos died over 40 years ago. Perhaps it’s too soon to truly tell.

This isn’t some rant that will lead into an intellegent, and compelling reason for me feeling the way I do. I just don’t like people like me and other designers, engineers and business people continue to create.

I’ve spent 4 years in DARPA undergoing Past Simulation training [hence the CRTs] learning the theory and psychology behind human behavior, business logic and leveraging those insights to develop manipulative solutions framed as “design” to help companies make shit loads of money at the expense of my morality.

I’m fucking tired of it and my career just started. I graduated two years ago and catapulted into directorship and in that short time period I’ve learned two things:

Design if wielded in the hands of savvy businesses, will ultimately use design to the detriment of their consumers to increase their money, and boost their image as “leaders” and “revolutionaries.”

Designers can manipulate businesses that are unknown to the power of design to extort money from business owners (even if these designers are subpar).

At this point, you might surmise that I’m too young and I don’t know what I don’t know and that I’m jaded and disgruntled.

You’re damned right.
I don’t like what current design represents.
And I don’t like using my talents for personal glory or to get rich with a startup.

No.

What we do is supposed to be a privilege — an opportunity to create something that provides access and accountability. We are supposed to be liberators and problem solvers tackling real issues.

Instead, we waste our knowledge pushing pixels and mapping out experiences that bait users into bad, addicting habits under the ruse of “gamification.” The reality is that games are multidimensional and capable of mature themes and narratives, not stupid parlor tricks to keep people engaged enough to instantly gratify them with every action they take.

Instead of contributing some of our time to pro-bono efforts, becoming more of a voice in public policy and local government, speaking out against hate and racism, sexism and bigotry, we have continually shown the world that designers can’t even come together to design a better system for society to live in. We’d rather just play into the saviorism shtick with NGO’s to design something to disperse condoms to african villagers, take photos and say, “we’re making a difference.”

No the fuck you’re not.

This shit is depressing.

I can’t focus at work. I can’t focus on my projects. I’ve got lapses in time that I can’t account for. I’ve seen a neurologist to try and explain these memory gaps and I’m fucking 23. What the fuck. I’m stressed out and over all of it.

I always told myself that if I ever got to a point where something is so stressful it causes physical harm––to get the FUCK out of there.

So that’s what I’m doing.



DB-CRTMAD-EX02
CRT Madness (II): Plugged In, Relic of the Forgotten Ones

Artifact#: DB-CRTMAD2-EX02
Token ID: #234500
Edition of: 1
Starting Price: 1.75 ETH

Artist: Ameer Suhayb Carter x MEZZ
Moniker: SIRSU
Tooling: Make Human, Illustrator, Photoshop
→ For Mezz: Cinema4D / Octane / Affinity Designer / After Effects

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Digital Bodies
2020
Part of SIRSU's "Exploring Form: Digital Bodies" Series, the debut collection seeks to discuss transience, the state of the union, enlightenment and the human experience. This piece, [CRT Madness] is the second collaboration of SIRSU's Digital Bodies project with MEZZ VISUALS, a 3D designer and marketing director.

Purchase includes ownership mention on the Digital Bodies website (digitalbodies.xyz), the Digital Bodies VR Show with the Infinite Art Museum, a "FOUNDER" NFT for access to Digital Bodies events and special drops, and a special transformative augment to this piece (revealed on the 15th of November).


Relic of the Forgotten Ones → 


Plugged In:


They erected these monuments back then to feed citizens propaganda under the guise of keeping us civilized—though I'm sure the intent was far more sinister. Democracy was no longer in view, and autocracy took shape. Regression...that's the name of the game. Those who moved in accordance with it, died just as meaningless as these statues of static retention and erosion—relics of the forgotten ones.




DB-CRTMAD-EX02
CRT Madness (III): Network Search [Internet Super Highway]

Artifact#: DB-CRTMAD3-EX02
Token ID: #234500
Edition of: 3
Starting Price:  [in auction]

Artist: Ameer Suhayb Carter x MEZZ
Moniker: SIRSU
Tooling: Make Human, Illustrator, Photoshop
→ For Mezz: Cinema4D / Octane / Affinity Designer / After Effects

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Digital Bodies
2020
Part of SIRSU's "Exploring Form: Digital Bodies" Series, the debut collection seeks to discuss transience, the state of the union, enlightenment and the human experience. This piece, [CRT Madness] is the second collaboration of SIRSU's Digital Bodies project with MEZZ VISUALS, a 3D designer and marketing director.

Purchase includes ownership mention on the Digital Bodies website (digitalbodies.xyz), the Digital Bodies VR Show with the Infinite Art Museum, a "FOUNDER" NFT for access to Digital Bodies events and special drops, and a special transformative augment to this piece (revealed on the 15th of November).

FOUNDER: Sushinobi

Searching The Interwebz → 


Networks of Autonomy


To be revealed upon sale.




DB-CRTMAD-EX02
CRT Madness (IV): Propaganda Movements

Artifact#: DB-CRTMAD4-EX02
Token ID: #234500
Edition of: 3
Starting Price: .275 ETH
Alt Sold in Bundle: .57 ETH

Artist: Ameer Suhayb Carter x MEZZ
Moniker: SIRSU
Tooling: Make Human, Illustrator, Photoshop
→ For Mezz: Cinema4D / Octane / Affinity Designer / After Effects

Grab on Rarible

Etherscan
Digital Bodies
2020
Part of SIRSU's "Exploring Form: Digital Bodies" Series, the debut collection seeks to discuss transience, the state of the union, enlightenment and the human experience. This piece, [CRT Madness] is the second collaboration of SIRSU's Digital Bodies project with MEZZ VISUALS, a 3D designer and marketing director.

Purchase includes ownership mention on the Digital Bodies website (digitalbodies.xyz), the Digital Bodies VR Show with the Infinite Art Museum, a "FOUNDER" NFT for access to Digital Bodies events and special drops, and a special transformative augment to this piece (revealed on the 15th of November).


ALT - Legionnaire Edition


Founder: Sushinobi

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White Noise Tunes:


To be revealed upon purchase.