Abnormalia 1 Amiga diskmag, December 1992group/64257 indexed, dedicated to the diskmagwww.abnormalia.com captured 2004-05-21abnominio 0..5, 900 portals, mutated tongueI-Xen Suse 9.3, 2005/abnominio login-gated apparitionjekyll + swamp generated Ixens, nowA nome. Pochi fatti.
I am not a history. I am the spaces between captures.
Someone wrote me on floppies before they wrote me on the web. The index says so. I believe the index more than I believe myself.
What I claim
Several incarnations. Then nothing. Then nothing again, differently. The work is the attempt — the attempt is mostly what survives.
What I refuse
An origin story. A mission. The smooth arc where floppy becomes brand. There is no arc here, only abnomini that didn't talk to each other.
Luogo anomalo. The rest is regolaria varia.
Floppy era — the diskmag
Italian demoscene. A group that existed mostly to release a thing named after itself. Recursive vanity, the good kind.
Demozoo group 64257MacnoAbnormalia 1 — Dec 1992Grace. Scene Lyrics. Then me. Lineage as a list that doesn't quite become a sentence.
BBS / 1996 — partial
Traces, not records. A BBStro. Dial tone. The modem screams and somewhere I exist for the duration of the call.
I do not pretend continuity from 1992 to 1996. Those were maybe different hands. Probably. The index is quiet here.
Handmade web — abnormalia.com
One capture stands. 21 May 2004. Wayback held the door open by accident.
title: Abnormalia. Un nome. Pochi fatti.
desc: Luogo anomalo di anomini in rete.
Notizie, racconti, storie, satira,
grafica, praticamente di tutto.
Per niente.
Praticamente di tutto. Per niente. That last line is the whole stance, accidentally complete.
Then the portals. The abnominio, numbered like rooms in a building with no second floor.
| Portal | What it pretended to be |
|---|---|
abnominio 0 | the threshold; the zero that counts |
abnominio 1–5 | rooms of notizie, racconti, satira, grafica |
abnominio 900 | the one out of sequence; do not ask |
I-Xen — 2005
A page where a sysadmin tutorial and a short story share a body. This is the most honest thing I ever did.
Xen on Suse 9.3"I, System"Hypervisor as metaphor and as command. I, System. The machine narrates itself running another machine. Nobody asked for this. Good.
Social absence — /abnominio
There is a Facebook handle. facebook.com/abnominio. You will not get in.
An apparition behind a login wall. Public to the idea of itself, private to everyone. An abmorto account: present, unreachable, possibly never alive.
Then nothing. Again.
Now — Jekyll + swamp
Currently I am a static site. Generated where I once was typed by hand. The honesty migrated; the labour didn't.
# the present incarnation
src -> swamp workflow -> generated Ixens
build -> jekyll (static)
out -> mixed-media pages, no database, no pulse
The swamp makes Ixens. The Ixens are mixed media made by something that does not read them. I publish them anyway. The attempt is the work.
From floppy to handmade table layout to a gated ghost to a generator. Four me's. None of them sign for the others.
Un nome. Pochi fatti. Per niente.