This is the incomplete1 archive of work by your close personal friend, Dimitri Karakostas.
Notable Notes, 2026
If I Did It, 2019
Selected Films, 2018
Getting My Master’s Degree (in Minecraft), 2022
Subscribe to My Premium Poetry Snapchat MSN IRC ICQ Mind Control 1999 Gamer Girl Bathwater Holy Grailed in Late Capitalist Streetwear Make It Look So Pretty That It Goes Away, 2020
Selected Skate Videos 2014-2004, 2014
Karakostas by Dimitri Karakostas, 2020
Quite Nice – Ada or Ardor, 2017
How Much Jest Can You Take?, 2020
Notable Notes, 2026
Backrooms 1992, 2022
You Are Up to Your Ass in Alligators, Today is the First Day of the Rest of Your Life, 2020
Drive-By Shooting, 2025
Selected Music Videos (2014-2008), 2014
‘the one million mark’, 2023
Do Not Research (2020-2022), 2020
Sacred Geometry, 2020
Super Little St. James World, 2020
Incorrectly Perceived as Being Empty, 2026
35mm Color Fields, 2012
Paintings for Condos, 2017
I Use WebMD to Diagnose Myself With as Many Diseases as Possible While Googling Images of Jesus in Breakfast Food, 2020
Public Display of Affection, 2020
Board Up the House, 2022
Self-Defense for Fun and Profit, 2023
Abandonment Issues, 2019
Selected Poetry Zines 2019-2017, 2019
Self-Portrait in a LED Screen, 2022
Family Business, 2012
Heaven Reenactment; or, the Evening Undress in the West, 2024
I Did It Wrong the First Time, 2024
I Can’t Wait to Make You Cum to Calvino, 2019
Teaching David, the Android from Prometheus, How to Kill Time Before the World Ends, 2021
Oracle, 2019
Wilderness of Mirrors / The Dog, 2026
Depression Era, 2019
Capitalist Plagiarism, 2020
‘Tesoro,’ Meaning Sweetheart, 2020
Serotonin, 2019
The Culture of Narcissism, 2020
Wasting Time on the Internet, 2020
The Cremaster Recycle, 2021
Erased by Grace, 2019
Chicken Little 2, 2023
Still Ill, 2017
Source Book, 2018
Private Investigator, 2014
Selected Erasure Poems 2020-2019, 2020
Plagiarism and Schizophrenia, 2020
Now That’s What I Call ‘Contemporary Painting’, 2018
The Winner of Every Single Poetry Prize, 2020
Fin – Anin, 2013
Oprah’s Book Club: the Book, 2020
Most Poems Die on the Operating Table, 2021
‘Work’, 2019
A Somewhat Complete CV
A Somewhat Complete CV, 2026
Call of Duty: Theory, 2020
I Die in a Vulgar Style, By the Grace of God, 2021
‘Untitled David Lynch Film’, 2020
16 Pages Regarding a Wall Painted at Bloor and Lansdowne, 2017
Late Bloomer, 2024
0kb File Size Post-Ritalin High, 2019
Doomer, 2020
Commit to the Bit, 2023
Existential Dread, 2018
Super Spectacle NES, 2020
Video Nasty, 2020
Threat Assessment Center, 2022
Hoarder, 2019
DJ Incel Obama, 2020
Unexcitingbike, 2021
Hypochondriac, 2020
Cool Memories, 2021
Big Sky Windows Vista, 2019
The Number One Best-Selling Epic Poetry Book on Amazon dot Com, 2021
The Pleasure of Process, the Torture of Production, 2022
Repressed Memory Roadtrip, 2026
Memory Fog I-IV, 2025
ORIGINAL ‘Toronto Blue Jays Fans in the Nosebleeds’ iPhone 11 (1/1!) [WOW!], 2023
No Masters No Masterpieces, 2018
Selected Zines 2008-2004, 2008
The Greatest Art is to Endure, 2020
Karakostas Comics #1, 2020
Perversion to Match the Curtains, 2020
The Juelz of Harlem, 2019
Transparency 2000, 2020
The Erased Novels of Michel Houellebecq, 2021
Sketch Klubb, 2010
Selected Zines 2013-2008, 2013
Tarot Magazine, 2014
Mood Journal Illustrated by Attitude Era WWF Fan Signs, 2020
Mood NYC, 2013
Cultural Barf, 2009
Road Work, 2013

1 This archive will never be ‘complete’ due to years of negligent organization, losing hard drives in airports, and the eventual process of digital forgetting. When I say ‘digital forgetting,’ i’m talking about locked accounts, lost image hosting logins, lapsed webhosting. I’m talking about the removal of the old to make space for the new. As time progresses, more Terms of Service (ToS) are introduced to corral media into easily monetizable vessels – and I am somehow always in violation of these community standards. Posts get deleted, accounts get suspended, and the rest gets lost in the desert of unindexed html. There is also an angle of ‘purposeful forgetting,’ which sounds better than ‘omitting certain projects because I am not on good terms with previous collaborators.’2 That sounds negative but it’s not intended to be. It’s a commentary on growing up, on getting older. Don’t get me wrong, there is some very good work hidden in the past but I feel like it should stay hidden for the time being. Another, albeit less nice sounding, reason for this page to never be ‘finished’ is that I can’t imagine ever being done.3 I started this revised archive on August 11th, 2022 – knowing very well that I did not have time to finish it. I just needed to clean up the previous archive,4 which ran from 2017-2022. It was good, sure – but still too incomplete. Hopefully, as my last attempt at self-archiving, this page will expand over time to include various minor tasks and accomplishments that I would have otherwise forgot. In a perfect world, this website will eventually resemble a deep chrono.5 At the time of writing this footnote, I doubt that i’ll touch this website until the wintertime. I have other things to do.6 In the meantime, I hope that, by algorithmic chance, this becomes the top result when people search Karakostas Archives.

2 Now, when I say I am ‘not on good terms’ with anybody, i’m slightly exaggerating. I’m playing up the character, you see. Sure, i’ve gotten rid of tons of work – of ex-lovers and ex-friends – but I do not consider this to be an act of malice. On the contrary, I believe this to be a mutually beneficial agreement for all concerned parties. No need to dwell on the past. In lesser cases, specific names will be redacted in lieu of a complete disavowal of a project I deem chronologically useful.

3 I hate to drone on this idea, but I must explain that my ‘work’ is never about the singular piece: it is always about the collective ‘whole.’ As a result, I do not believe this archive will ever be finished – there is always more detail to go into, something new I haven’t added, another zine that I don’t own a copy of.

4 The previous archive was built to replace a lesser archive, which ran seamlessly from 2008-2016. The problem with both of them was that they were still too heavily curated, too identity-based. I was still too concerned with conveying myself in a ‘specific manner’ which would make me suitable to work for whatever magazine I was hounding. It wasn’t about the work – it was about me. The hope with this iteration, with it’s unspectacular form, is to gradually expand and ‘make some of these projects more clear’ without being concerned about presentation or context. All of the early descriptions of projects are transcribed from a phone conversation – no frills, no in-depth analysis. It just needed to get started because I know it will never be finished.3

5 ‘A deep chrono is the verbatim extraction of all the intelligence on a given subject, organized by date. Its purpose is to reconstruct an accurate history of a major event or the history or movements of someone under surveillance. New information is always incorporated into the existing data in exact chronological order, by date and time; until it is complete, its compilers make no attempt reconcile contradictions. Gradually, as more and more information is added to the timeline, a pattern emerges. The chronology tells the story almost every time.’

6 I moved to the country – I’m working on a ‘normal book’ for a ‘normal audience.’