The domain of the digital must belong to users, -invisible, without a name, a role, or any interest. Here, life has been curated to a single extension, a meaningful and meaningless imagery. Are people hidden by too many images? Do they become images? Once virtualized, our skin becomes permeable and one day, it will detach itself completely from the hyper body and vanish. We [individual intelligences] have our image, like a wheel’s tire, stripped of its own form through its continued use. This, a practical evasion of biometric facial recognition -as the spectacle is the realm of vision, and vision is exteriority- is a dispossession of oneself. How dreary to be somebody! Shamefully elitist and ego driven. But telepresence is always something more than just the projection of the image. Am I the one to become nobody on the void of a digital screen? Or is my being entangled into my process? Hello, I’m nobody, who are you?

Welcome to the archive space

of work by ẅhŏddăŧ

born in São Paulo, based in Barcelona, discussing art, graphic design & technology.

I am Nobody! Who are you?(1)

[1] Here's the completet portfolio .pdf~

[2] Here's my full CV~
My Happy SVG

Welcome to the archive space              of work by ẅhŏddăŧ based in Barcelona,
    art,graphic design &

My Happy SVG

My Happy SVG

   [Visual Exploration]


Nobodies started as a visual exploration to develop my own creative language and identity. Through diverse research methodologies, the basic premise of this project was to inject and discuss technology, graphic design, and authorship. Based on my preferences and likings, the result came in a for of expression: humor and irony and memes. Nobodies is a first step inside the idea that images can be re-explored and signified through technology, either it being a software (graphic design) or a repost (authorship). In a post media, post human era being aware of what those imagery represent are essential, however we are lacking discussions about how influent the algorithms and generative easy step by step everything is before the image is born. Nobodies is the first of my personal journey about Nobody.


Artificial Intelligence and Twitter


My artistic practice was curated by a poem called ‘I’m Nobody! Who are you?’ from Emily Dickinson, that confronts the fame and authorship in a beautiful and inspiring way. 
My artistic name, as I use, is Whoddat, allowing the anonymity to be its center while appropriating the Internet language as poetically written.