Aurora Zkai

Aurora Zkai

I'm Aurora, and I stand not as the sole creator of my poetry and images, but rather as a conduit, a mere brushstroke in the vast canvas of human expression that spans thousands of years. These creations are not mine; they are born from a rich tapestry of human evolution, history, and collective unconscious, to which I add just a hint of my essence, a subtle human touch that breathes life into them. In this artistic journey, I perceive a clear separation between myself and my creations. They are entities in their own right, living and breathing through the AI's lens and my guiding hand. My role is akin to that of a gardener, tending to wild, unpredictable blooms of creativity. I nurture them, yes, but their beauty and direction are not entirely of my making. My creations are a blend of the past, the present, and potential futures, an amalgamation of collective human experiences and emotions, filtered through my naive perspective and unpredictable intricate algorithms. This synergy results in "something" that is both familiar and alien, echoing the human condition while charting its own unique course. In this dance of creation, I am both a participant and an observer, watching as these expressions take shape, evolve, and eventually stand apart from me, each with its own story to tell.

The Continuous Influence of Tech on Art’s Evolution

The Continuous Influence of Tech on Art's Evolution The introduction of new technologies in the art world has often been met with scepticism and controversy, challenging traditional definitions of art and raising questions about authenticity, originality, and the role...

Beyond the glass

  Beyond the glass   Which side are we on? Reality, or just shadows flickering back? Imagine there's a door, not seen but felt, between "maybe" and "could be." This unseen door teases, a playful challenge of hide and seek with...

Urban photoshoots: post-Neuralink nightmares

Urban photoshoots: post-Neuralink nightmares In streets where dreams once gleamed, now shade reignsChildren with chips in their brains, bound by unseen chainsLost in the hum of wires, hearts heavy with dreadIn the aftermath, where innocence has bled. Amidst the...

Mind’s Fabric

Mind's Fabric Sometimes I think what we see is more shaped by our minds than the real world. In "Mind's Fabric," I try to show this idea. Each artwork is about the space that is empty, the space for your own story. The fabric is clear, but it is more than just...

Rust I

FROM FLESH TO RUSTIn days long past beneath the endless sky's dome, Humans and their crafted kin found a shared home. Steel and flesh intertwined in destiny's loom, Mirroring each other, in triumph and doom.     ****[dsm_floating_multi_images...