• I Showed My AI Our World. It Showed Me Our Grave.

    I Showed My AI Our World. It Showed Me Our Grave.

    My AI doesn’t know what an ocean is supposed to be. It only knows what we’ve shown it. So when I asked for majesty, it gave me this ghost—a world choked on our convenience, where the waves are plastic and…


  • I made peace fragile on purpose.

    I made peace fragile on purpose.

    They say art should be beautiful. I say it should make you feel something. So I put a porcelain soul on a barbed wire fence and waited for it to break. But it did something else instead. #aiart #animation #symbolism…


  • I Asked My AI To Paint Our Obituary.

    I Asked My AI To Paint Our Obituary.

    I fed my machine the story of our world. The life, the greed, the ghosts we leave behind. It spit back this requiem—a silent, final testament to a beauty we traded for smoke and plastic. Look closely. This isn’t a…


  • Flesh is a flaw. I fixed it.

    Flesh is a flaw. I fixed it.

    I stripped away the imperfections, the hesitations, the limits of bone and sinew. What’s left is a new kind of grace, a performance so precise it hurts to watch. This is the ballet of the post-human. #aiart #futurism #cyborg #animation


  • I gave my AI the cosmos. It just wanted to go home.

    I gave my AI the cosmos. It just wanted to go home.

    I fed the machine fantasies of cosmic wonder. It spat back this quiet, terrifyingly human truth: a train ride through galaxies where everyone is just bored. They’re staring at maps of home, checking their watches… turning the sublime into wallpaper.…


  • They Wanted a Wasteland. I Gave Them a Revolution.

    They Wanted a Wasteland. I Gave Them a Revolution.

    I fed the machine nothing but storms, decay, and endings. I wanted to see what it would do with absolute despair. It came back with this: one single, stubborn spark of defiance that refused to break. Sometimes even the ghosts…


  • I don’t think your palette is ready for this.

    I don’t think your palette is ready for this.

    I’m serving up a feast from the deepest, darkest corners of the digital ocean. Every single piece has its own light, its own story. This is what sushi looks like in my world. #aiart #conceptart #foodart #bioluminescence


  • They told me nothing could survive out there. I looked deeper.

    They told me nothing could survive out there. I looked deeper.

    Beneath the ice, I imagined a sanctuary. A pocket of warmth carved from pure crystal, where the most resourceful souls don’t just endure, they thrive in the glow. I don’t create worlds; I uncover the ones hiding just out of…


  • I cracked open the earth and found this inside.

    I cracked open the earth and found this inside.

    They say don’t judge a book by its cover. I say don’t judge a stone by its surface. I sculpted this digital confection to hide a universe of light within a shell of darkness. What secrets are you hiding? #aiart…