{"id":2592,"date":"2013-11-18T15:22:35","date_gmt":"2013-11-18T15:22:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.novonon.com\/blog\/?p=2592"},"modified":"2013-11-18T15:22:35","modified_gmt":"2013-11-18T15:22:35","slug":"the-render-ghosts-james-bridle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.novonon.com\/blog\/2013\/11\/18\/the-render-ghosts-james-bridle\/","title":{"rendered":"The Render Ghosts \u2013 James Bridle"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.electronicvoicephenomena.net\/index.php\/the-render-ghosts-james-bridle\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.novonon.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/renderghosts1.jpg?w=625&#038;ssl=1\" alt='Electronic Voice Phenomena | The Render Ghosts \u2013 James Bridle' \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I first noticed the Render Ghosts on the hoardings surrounding a new development near Finsbury Square. On the balconies\u00a0of some vast, virtual tower, two pixelated figures looked out over a darkened London, a perfect red-pink gradient sunset\u00a0behind them. He had short dark hair and stubble, wore a black jacket and blue jeans. She had a cropped red bob, white\u00a0jacket, and a purple knee-length skirt. I didn\u2019t know who they were, but I started seeing them everywhere.<\/p>\n<p>The Render Ghosts are the people who live inside our imaginations, in the liminal space between the present and the future,\u00a0the real and the virtual, the physical and the digital. A world of architecture, urbanism and the city before it is completed &#8211;\u00a0which is also never. They inhabit a space which exists only in the virtual spaces of 3D computer rendering software,\u00a0projected onto billboards, left to rot and torn down when the actual future arrives; never quite as glossy or as perfect as our\u00a0renderings of it would like it to be, or have prepared us for.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"line-height: 1.714285714; font-size: 1rem;\">There are thousands of them, millions. I have seen them walking down the imagined high streets of Glasgow and West\u00a0London, shopping at Lara, Cap, and M&amp;H. They sit out and dine, or wander through the European-style piazzas of new\u00a0commercial developments, which we know will turn out to be empty and wind-swept squares, patrolled by private security\u00a0guards. They flit through new subway stations and airports, stroll in leafy parks; their children play among physically-impossible fountains and bright, toxic plants. Most of all, they like to stand on balconies, those too-narrow balconies which\u00a0real urban-dwellers fill with bikes and rusted BBQs, but where the Render Ghosts dance and chatter, sip from tall flutes of\u00a0champagne, admire sunsets and city views, live, love, and wait. They are waiting for their own end.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>via <a href=\"http:\/\/www.electronicvoicephenomena.net\/index.php\/the-render-ghosts-james-bridle\/\">Electronic Voice Phenomena | The Render Ghosts \u2013 James Bridle<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I first noticed the Render Ghosts on the hoardings surrounding a new development near Finsbury Square. On the balconies\u00a0of some vast, virtual tower, two pixelated figures looked out over a darkened London, a perfect red-pink gradient sunset\u00a0behind them. He had short dark hair and stubble, wore a black jacket and blue jeans. 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