You run the app. The GUI sliders move nothing physical. The depth image shows a ghost that looks like your torso. OSC messages float out into the local network — received by no one, logged by no one, cherished by no one.
Scatter ofx — no origin, no destination. Only routing. Only the trembling interface between you and what you cannot hold.
What remains of you is just the router: kinect.getPixels() → shader.setTexture() → midiOut.sendNoteOn() . A scatter of ofx means no core. No single point of failure — but no single point of meaning either.
In openFrameworks, ofx addons live like satellite organs: one for computer vision, one for sound analysis, one for network osc, one for shader chaos. Each speaks a dialect of void update() . scatter ofx
ofxFaceTracker finds eyes where you swore there were only pixels. ofxAudioUnit hums a frequency that matches your breath. ofxWebSocket receives a message from a stranger’s machine in Berlin: /light/blue 0.8
You are the host of ghosts. Each ofx addon is a minor deity, and you, the heretic priest, pray not with belief but with ofEnableBlendMode(OF_BLEND_MODE_ADD) . So write this into your setup() :
They wrote ofx , and the wound became an interface. You run the app
Thus: = the acknowledgment that no single node contains truth. Truth is in the routing. Truth is in the ofAddListener(ofxSomeEvent, this, &ofApp::someCallback) . IV. The Code as Confession void ofApp::setup(){ // I admit I cannot see alone. kinect.setup(); // I admit I need rhythm from outside. midiIn.openPort(0); // I admit my memory fails. recorder.init(ofGetWidth(), ofGetHeight()); } Scatter is not chaos — it is organized forgetting . You offload depth sensing to ofxKinect . You offload GUI to ofxGui . You offload your own obsessions to ofxSurfing or ofxMio .
This is the loneliness of the modular self. Connected everywhere, held nowhere. But sometimes — rarely — the scatter aligns.
That buffer, that beautiful neglected buffer, is the real artwork. OSC messages float out into the local network
You do not begin with a whole. You begin with a vector field of potentials — empty, hungry, humming. To scatter is not to lose. It is to distribute intelligence across peripheries.
ofSetWindowTitle("scatter ofx"); ofSetFrameRate(30); // just enough to feel alive. Then walk away from the machine. Let the scatter run without you — cameras watching an empty room, MIDI clocks ticking into silence, OSC messages piling up in a buffer no one flushes.
You draw them in — addon_config.mk , #include "ofxSomething.h" — and suddenly the blank ofApp has eyes, ears, a nervous twitch.
Scatter is how the real enters the simulated. Kinect sees your skeleton as 640×480 × 30fps. Syphon streams your inner state to another app, another mind. ofx is not a library. It is a stance: I am not complete. I accept the graft.