
Echoes Beneath the Dome
The stark silhouette of the Archdiocese of St. Boniface church dome rises defiantly against a brooding prairie sky, its neoclassical lines softened by decades of memory.
The stark silhouette of the Archdiocese of St. Boniface church dome rises defiantly against a brooding prairie sky, its neoclassical lines softened by decades of memory.
In the fragile lattice of morning light, the spider’s work stands as a monument to patience and design.
This spiderweb, soaked in dew and backlit by daybreak, could be mistaken for code—strings of logic floating midair.
The forest holds its breath. Morning fog clings to the undergrowth like a held memory, softening the sharpness of the branches.
We get asked a lot: “Why aren’t you on TikTok?” or “Why don’t you post more content for social media?” It’s a fair question in
The goose under the coloured bridge Beneath the bridge, in a pocket of stillness layered with shadows and spray paint, a single Canada goose stands
We never grew up with bridges like this—suspended, sweeping, confident in the air.
This project emerged from a refusal to treat data as neutral or storytelling as decorative. Through a year of critical experimentation supported by the OpenAI Researcher Access Program, this work interrogates the architectures of artificial intelligence and participatory art as overlapping systems of meaning-making.
The Space Between Creation and Collapse Beneath the code, fractured land. Here, the boundaries of code and chaos dissolve—they converge. It is a terrain where