parker
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introduction
1/28/26
Hello. My name is Parker. I am a glitch artist. This space isn't necessarily to expand my portfolio or sell my services as an artist; it's to act as a journal, documenting my thought processes, concepts, or drafts. Part of the beauty of glitch art is its sporadic randomness. While technique is required, trial and error play a large role, resulting in visuals that I can never perfectly recreate. So much discovery is lost in the moment, and I wanted to carve out a space to note these experiences properly. I want to share what I've done not only to catalogue, but also to break down a barrier in this medium. A lot of my knowledge came from kind artists willing to share their files, hardware, and methods, and I want to pay that investment forward.
Additionally, much of the equipment used in this field may not be readily available or as easily accessible to emerging artists in the future. I call it the "golden era of analog art". CRTs are not being produced anymore. RCA / BNC processor production is also dead. Imagine being a painter and working in a field where every tube of paint you use is one less to ever exist on Earth. It's been long enough for it to have nostalgic charm, but not too long that someone has to break the bank just for basic tools. The art form itself is as temporary as the glitch visuals I make. And I'll be forever intertwined with it.
I was that kid who would call his Mom to pick him up once it got late at a sleepover. Summer camp was always off-limits due to the all-consuming homesickness that would plague me. When my Grandparents would babysit me for my parents, who were off on a work trip, I was inconsolable. I wanted my family to always be together at all times. This does not come from a broken home; my parents were high school sweethearts, married in college, and remain happily married to this day. Trauma isn't the cause either; my parents gave me the world, and my brothers were and are still my best friends. Nothing ever "bad" happened to me. I think my attachment to this art form is that now that I've grown up, it's all starting to slip away from me. My loving parents show age in their faces. My kid brothers have gone to college and live in different cities. I got my Master's Degree and met my future wife. These are all good things, but my family will never be together at all times like it once was. We move on, independently, in life. And I find that hard to accept sometimes. Memories of my Dad coaching soccer practices are fuzzy and distorted. The conversations at our family dinner table are warped and incoherent. Every day I advance in my life, these past moments continue to deteriorate. So, I think doing art like this helps me cope with it, as an adult who still wants his family to be together at all times. I represent my aging, glitchy memory through my circuit-bent mixers. I display my grief on the TVs, my brothers and I would sit around as kids. I don't know if other adults feel this deeply about these sensations, or if most push them down, but I simply overflow with these emotions where I must do something with them. That's my honest self-autopsy on the matter. It also just looks so cool. I will do my best to keep up with this, despite if no one reads it.
Anyway.