Andreas Öjerfors

I don’t know what you’re working on, but I’m looking forward to playing it.

a very disheveled-looking riker. he’s got an overgrown beard and messy hair. from star trek: the next generation episode “parallels.”

waking up every day in 2025

I’m sorry to hear that. How are you doing now?

A photograph of the Cave of Hands

Another photograph of the Cave of Hands, featuring warm terra cotta and cream and brown stenciled hand prints on a rock wall

Thinking about the Cave of Hands, some of the art dating back to 7,300BC, where 25% of the hand prints are thought to be that of children. Imagining those people gently holding their child up to the cave walls, and using their tiny little hands as a stencil. Art = love = the human soul

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I hope not.

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There used to be investors and publishers looking for projects to fund, but those rivers have all run dry now. And I’m running out of water metaphors.

Does anyone have any insight into the level of ageism in the games industry? Is it a thing? How does it express itself?

I thought Don’t Cry kind of worked, but at one point I physically felt my soul leave my body – and I don’t even believe in a soul.

AAA continues its slow transformation into a dull ogre.

The money well seems very dry these days.

Unfortunately I've been affected by the Xbox layoffs as well as numerous of my talented colleagues. I'm sad our hard work on Perfect Dark may be lost in the dark.

I'm in the market for senior concept artist, lead concept artist and Art Director roles!

And keeps getting increasingly broken.

I hope the industry’s interest in creative risk-taking gets reignited. Franchises dominate AAA now with old ideas reheated and served again. Games were always about the new for me – new worlds to explore, new ways of playing to discover, new stories to experience. As a player and as a designer.

The MachineGames gang wasn’t affected this time. But friends in other studios weren’t as lucky.

I’ve always been very optimistic about the future of the games industry, but at this point… serious doubt is creeping in.

Computers used to scream every time they connected to the Internet. They knew. They tried to warn us. We did not listen.

More photos from Italy. Towers, pillars, chimneys.

Some growling sounds like a seal having a stroke.

Don’t tell the kids that being an adult is continously and forever doing shit you don’t want to do while pretending it doesn’t suck.

It wants your bone marrow.

It’s crazy how we change.