With new users migrating to other social media sites, I’ve revamped this art that I did almost 2 years ago.
Representing the shutdown of Twitter and my feelings about those who stay.
Twitter was a beautiful world, where like minded folks could find each other and co-exist.
Then, the ads increased.
Algorithms of anger and hate consumed the quiet artists and long time friends.
And soon it was bought and renamed to X.
Stripped of its care and community, users left. The few that remain are trapped in what they perceive as “its not so bad.”
In any case, welcome new users to Mastodon, bsky, etc.
Want a Friendly pod to get your feet wet? join Shark.community on mastodon.
Find me on bsky: Glitchyeen
alt text: digital drawing in a comic format representing feelings of Twitter ending and those who refuse to leave.
I used fantasy birds living in a forest to represent Twitter of old. Cus well, Twitter’s mascot was a blue bird, and would send stars to those it liked. And the panels at the top are flowing to each other. This magical lilac forest that brings adventuring hobbits and wolfwalkers free to be among the leaves, is beautiful and vibrant in color. Where the thinking raven could speak on how they compare to a writing desk, while the love birds show off their afterglow. Then an outside influence of capitalism and greed turn down the saturation of the forest. And this influence doesn’t like how open the lovebirds talk of their life, so they are removed very suddenly from the forest.
The Twitter bird is alarmed but not concerned.
A plane from a large monopoly starts to fly their ads across the sky, under the trees, every few minutes. Covering things in a dimming dust. Now the Twitter bird questions why did the lovebird friends suddenly go away, thats when the loud obnoxious raven a few others are also removed.
The forest is trimmed down to place in permanent light up ads, sponsors and approved ads. This is where icky click-me tweets are seen between the trees and hard to avoid. By then, all of the friends are gone. Twitter Birdie is concerned and is starting to feel lonely.
The new Musk owner, guts the rest of the forest. For the profit of course.
Twitter Bird feels stuck. Captured.
But, the little blue bird sits in its golden cage. Missing all of their friends. In an empty space filled with distraught, loss, and dying trees.
thank you for reading.
Nix