The new year's event that Ryan Trecartin and Lizzie Fitch hosted for 2011 circled through info-glut and privacy issues. When guests first arrived, they were greeted by a large LCD screen showing live color surveillance video from nearly every room in the house including the bathrooms.
Upstairs: A green wall. A green couch. A webcam. A surveillance camera. People could sit and see themselves dissociatively watching themselves sitting on the couch, all enshrouded in a celebratory Google search page while projected large in the adjoining Orphanage. Lauren Devine assembled a NIN Fuck Closet closet under the staircase in the club room, complete with bed, matching lover's headphones with top-mounted spotlights playing Nine Inch Nails remixes on loop.
If people tweeted text or photos using #hi11, they would see them projected over live surveillance video of the DIS B6 refresh_forum or the Courtyard respectively. The projections covered the ceilings of the Poop Room (B5), just above towering Ikea-collaged furniture. Above the fireplace mantle, a large LCD monitor displayed the #hi11 website as it scrolled up and down autonomously.