Jess Joho

#Notifications reveals how Twitter dehumanizes us all

There’s no winning the Twitter battle in #Notification Twitter toxicity finally gets its own hellish, never ending runner #Notifications reminds us to see the human behind the troll Get caught in the catch-22 of a Twitter mob in #Notifications

Explore a breakup through the lonely apartment left in its wake

One of the strangest and most difficult changes that comes with breaking up is the newfound distance between you and the person you’ve shared so much of yourself with. Breaking up doesn’t just replace closeness with separation. Closeness is replaced by a sudden and violent severing, an unbridgeable

Glitch Wizard makes corrupting media as easy as applying Instagram filters

Glitches aren’t just a subcategory of digital art anymore. Adopted and popularized in various forms by everything from Marble Hornets to Game Jolt, the aesthetic has become the latest social media craze to transform average Joes with an iPhone and a Wi-Fi connection into true artistes. And while tha

The Stranger is a "delicate mess" and would rather you left it that way

Every videogame world makes a foreigner of us. As the player, you always come into a new virtual space as a tourist. Through exploration, you learn how to properly maneuver and experience the alien world. Yet one aspect of the foreigner experience is missing from videogames: the true citizens of thi

The documentary on That Dragon, Cancer is an invitation to play through grief

You can catch an excerpt screening of Thank You For Playing at Kill Screen’s one-night film fest at the Two5Six conference in May /// There’s a scene in Thank You For Playing, a documentary capturing the emotional journey behind the creation of That Dragon, Cancer, which summarizes both projects pre

Women redesign female characters to show what videogames are missing out on

“Suppose, for instance, that men were only represented in literature as the lovers of women, and were never the friends of men, soldiers, thinkers, dreamers; how few parts in the plays of Shakespeare could be allotted to them; how literature would suffer! We might perhaps have most of Othello; and a