We’ve been busy behind the scenes here at Eyeborg HQ for the last few months but the time has come. We’re lifting the lid on what we’ve been working on!
To celebrate the launch of their new game Deus Ex: Human Revolution, Square Enix have commissioned Eyeborg to investigate prosthetics, cybernetics and human augmentation and ask: how far are we from the future presented in the game?
Check out the video and see the Eyecam 3.0 in action:
There’ll be much more to come from us in the days ahead about the making of the eye – stay tuned!
… just like fictional character Cherry Darlingʼs leg in Grindhouse by Robert Rodriguez.
I am close to getting film funding for my Eyeborg doc (Jaysus, thank Gawd, etc) and one of the documentary subjects I need on board is some one, like me, who wants to Pimp Their Gimp.
Let me explain. I didnʼt come up with that term, Pimp My Gimp. I think the young soldiers in Iraq who lost various limbs mostly due to roadside bombs did. In fact, Doonesbury, a popular newspaper cartoonist, talks about it in his ongoing storyline.
So hereʼs the deal. Obviously I have some sense of what is like to lose a part of your body. I am looking for a woman missing one of her legs to have as much fun in the post-human realm as I have. Get some hot shit engineers and companies on board then live out a super hero fantasy. I want to help her Pimp Their Gimp.
Besides the Six Million Dollar Man (obviously)… My favourite missing-body-part superhero…is this woman right here.
FROM ROBERT RODRIGUEZʼS DEATH PROOF!!!!!
Check out Cherry in action here.
Why let this character remain fictional? Not when we have the technology! (as they say in the opening to the Six Million Dollar Man) Here is the idea: We dont plan to hook up a real machine gun/rocket launcher to a woman with one leg. But perhaps… a world class paint ball marker leg?
We need an athletic, ass-kicking, kinda girl who wants on board. Eyeborg is taking applications.
Right now I am in Melbourne, Australia at the Other Film Festival — Australiaʼs only film festival featuring films about disabilities. Iʼm on the film jury and doing two speaking sessions down under. And the timing seems right.
Hereʼs the basics for the real Cherry Darling.
(1) You can be from anywhere but preferably close to Toronto, where I am from. If you truly kick ass it doesn’t matter where you are, we will find a way.
(2) We are going to help build you a paint ball machine gun leg and video document the process.
(3) When it’s all over you are going to take out dozens of dudes in a paintball gun match filmed Robert Rodriguez style.
(4) Your missing leg should be machine gun appropriate.
The HAR 2009 hacker conference in Holland was an amazing experience. We would like to thank everyone who made the event possible– it was an honor to speak there, we had a blast. If you would like to download the slides of the technical presentation click here. Video will be up shortly.
But for now, how about a story?
Off again. After four months in Montreal it was time to up the ante. With a one way ticket to Amsterdam, full knowledge of a terrible exchange rate (1.7 CAD = 1 EUR), and as few possessions as possible I was about to embark on a grand unplanned European adventure of a life time. First stop: hacking camp.
Nerds are amazing. I don’t know how many of you were the jerks who picked on us in high school—but let me tell you, the older I get, the more “vogue” it becomes to be a nerd. Travis Eden, who hit his high school popularity peak at my expense is still living with mom and pursuing a thrilling career in the concrete pumping industry. WHO’S COOL NOW TRAVIS!? PS: I made-out with your ex-girlfriend, yeah the one who dumped you.
The beautiful girls seem to be intrigued by a man who’s passionate about something, and we nerds are good at that. A past girlfriend of mine considered the simple act of talking about nerdy things foreplay. String a few sentences about particle accelerators, oscilloscopes, fluid dynamics, and space travel (in no particular order) “I voltage regulated a mosfet and impedance matched an inertial black hole while I was touring the large hadron collider babe.”
The bourgeoisie have the right idea. I type to you today from the 7th story fine dining facility of the Rockefeller Hotel and Club located just steps away from Rockefeller center in NYC. Around me the suits are having power meetings, pounding away on their laptops/blackberry, and trying desperately to stay (or at least look) busy. There’s a bar with enough booze to intoxicate the Russian army, the walls are lined with art that looks as if it was pumped out by a team of charcoal briquette wielding 4 year olds, and a very out of place “FIRST AID FOR CHOKING” poster dutifully informs while throwing off the motif entirely. (READ MORE @ iAmKosta.org)