Shutter Stroll, Time, and Quarantine
There’s just an ongoing soft breeze, gentle drizzle, and a moment of quiet. Then, you leave, to another island or back to the passage of time.
Taking My Feelings for a Ride
The green glow on my arm shows that despite my pax’s erratic movement in the back, I am calm. Though these feelings may not last the ride.
Art Tickles - Seeking Comfort from the Apocalypse
The post-apocalypse is a strange place to fish for comfort.
Art Tickles - Sharing Perspective
Games are a great many things, and for both mundane and complex reasons, they are difficult to write about.
Art Tickles - Untaught Languages
There's a gulf between understanding what a game is meant to evoke, and intuiting what a player experience is like.