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After The Architects Slept -  Where the blueprints faded, the vines  learned to grow. The architects fell into stillness,and their machines rested. The earth, once quiet, hummed in the hollow spaces, letting roots slip through their designs. The city was not torn down. It simply learned to breathe.   - Transmissions of the Forgotten Makers    Epoch 3, Rewilding Phase  ⧨⧊ This piece feels quieter than the others.   Less about collapse. More about release.   Not ruin. But stru

I’ve been quieter than usual. Not by design, but because my body insisted on it.   A pretty nasty chest infection knocked me sideways and required antibiotics,and for a while I was very much in a  walking dead, no use to man nor beast state of being.   Everything felt slowed. Softer. As if the world was being seen through cobwebs.   In the middle of that, I finished a small textured experimental piece.   It wasn’t about pushing or proving anything. It was about looking.   Abo

If you follow me on social media, you’ll have seen there’s been some slow-but-exciting progress on the creative front… I’ve been working on something called a Data Shard. I’m still figuring things out, so I don’t want to give too much away and ruin the surprise, but, because I am a tease, I’ll tell you this: It has its own still and moving parts. (Moving parts. I know. Bet you weren’t expecting that.) It also has its own specially designed catalogue number… because apparently