My dream is for people to drop out from these major websites, but stay online. Keep the urge for connection and sharing that makes social media so appealing, but satisfy the urge in individual, unique, wonderful ways. I want people to maintain personal sites in the same way they wrote zines. I want people to share homemade music through homemade social networks, and to create both just for the pure love of it. I want our personalities to come through not just in the words or links we share, but in the URLS we use and the code we write. I dream of regional communities forming online, based around organically grown web rings, and for idiosyncrasies to form in the aesthetics of our sites based on the communities we learned to code from. Basically, to bring back all the things that made the early internet so exciting and open and welcoming. It's a little bit harder, but that's part of the charm. It means the connections you make are intentional, and everything you create and share online will always be yours, because you made everything yourself.
Even assuming that museum visitors actually wanted to be participants in and not consumers of art, social media now offers an “arena of exchange” on a scale that makes the ambitions of relational aesthetics seem mundane. Not only can phones provide information — and most museums are eager to have their custom apps installed on visitors’ devices — but their camera feature also provides a failsafe way to “participate” in art. Museums are no longer spaces in which to experience art, but rather spaces in which to perform the self having art experiences. Accordingly, curatorial choices are now geared toward encouraging museumgoers to promote their visit. Museums, as they latch onto social media to boost their metrics, have become an appendage of the phone and its platforms, their ways of engaging users, their algorithms for gratifying consumers.