Who’s really creating when man and machine collaborate?

Is the artist using the machine as a tool—or is the machine using the artist as a conduit? If a prompt can summon a fully realized form, where does authorship begin and end? Were these shapes sculpted—or discovered?

Blobelisks are a response to those questions. They are a series of abstract, low-poly sculptures that live in the space between artifact and invention. They evoke remnants of a civilization that never existed—oddly familiar and entirely alien.

These forms were generated using AI, then curated, oriented, physically fabricated, mounted, and assembled by hand. They're 3D printed in gold filament and suspended on black bases by cut steel rods. They aren’t renderings. They’re real. And yet their realness only complicates things further.

This is a project about hybrid authorship. It challenges the idea of originality, of craft, of who gets credit for creating what. It asks whether we’re in control of our tools—or if our tools are shaping us. These are sculptures made in dialogue with an algorithm. And like any good conversation, it’s hard to say who was leading.

The aesthetic questions run even deeper. If machines can assess and generate aesthetic value, then the entire field of art history needs to re-evaluate its assumptions. Philosopher David Hume said that beauty exists not in objects, but in the minds of those who contemplate them—so what happens when that mind is partly machine? Additionally, knowing taste is shaped by culture, in this age of AI and generative design, how is our taste for beauty and design evolving?

Blobelisks don’t offer conclusions. They present provocations—physical questions disguised as objects. They take something intangible and make it tangible. Floating data becomes solid matter. Form becomes argument.

Is it design, or is it discovery?

Is it Dada—or is it data?

What emerges is not the work of a single hand, but the result of a new kind of duet—human and machine, prompt and response. Blobelisks are what happen when those boundaries blur.