Der New Yorker hat einen schönen Artikel über eine Subkultur im Web, die das Internet zu Büchern verwurstet und zu gedruckten Kunst-Artefakten verarbeitet. Die machen als Ausgangspunkt für diese Arbeiten die Glitches in Google Books und das alte Tumblelog The Art of Google Books, was ich so nicht unterschreiben würde. Trotzdem eine schöne Zusammenfassung eines Netzkunst-Subgenres:
One of those was Paul Soulellis, the proprietor of the Library of the Printed Web, which is housed in a pristine industrial space in Long Island City. Earlier this year, Soulellis, a graphic designer turned book artist, began to build his library, which consists entirely of stuff pulled off the Web and bound into paper books. One book is nothing more than dozens of images of highways rendered flat by flaws in Google Earth’s mapping algorithm. There are grubby, stapled zines consisting of printed Twitter feeds, books of CAPTCHA codes presented as visual poetry, collections of photos of dogs with glowing eyes culled from Flickr, and lots of books where the “authors” have selected uncanny moments from Google Street View, including a book of prostitutes on roadsides caught by Google’s cameras. While most of them are cheap, print-on-demand editions, a few are highly produced art books. One of the most beautiful books in the library is a collection of hundreds of crummy JPEGs of variations on the Mona Lisa (think the Mona Lisa morphed with E.T., made by a fourteen-year-old), printed on thick, handmade paper, and accordion-folded into an expensive slipcase; the combination of the crappy and the crafted is weirdly effective. Then there are absurdly large projects, such as a ninety-six-volume set called “Other People’s Photographs,” which scoops up material from random Flickr pages.