The best part of Artomatic, for me, is encountering the unexpected ways in which visitors will interact with your art. My installation, for example, instructs and expects users to print one or two messages from my machine, and then either keep the printout, throw it in the provided wastebin, or pin it to a large corkboard (not shown) hanging opposite the desk.
Here’s how my room looked before opening night.

Here’s how it looked 24 hours later:

The corkboard - it’s perhaps 3x2’ - filled up in the first half hour of opening night. Faced with the example of prior visitors, most new users that I observed chose not to keep or discard their printouts, but added them to the walls. It started with a few scraps push-pinned around the corkboard, and then new clusters of text bloomed around the desk, the wall signs, and the entrance. In a way, it actually serves to reinforce the theme of the room. Most people associate words scrawled on walls as a visual evocation of paranoia, loneliness, obsession or incipient mental illness, all of which are evoked in some of the printed texts. I hadn’t expected this, but it’s a lovely, serendipitous use of the space by the participants.