Three years under the skin.
Three years ago I played some notes and forgot them. Yesterday I found them again and already knew how they ended. The story of an idea that doesn't die, it just waits.
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5 Seconds of Madness: When Artificial Intelligence Saves an Idiot
5 seconds. That's all it takes to see physics defeat human idiocy. The true story of a collision averted by AI while humans were accelerating toward disaster.
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“He did it with AI“
Four words that reduce hours of work to a single click: "He did it with AI." But what's really behind a music video using artificial intelligence? 14 tools, technical expertise, artistic choices, and an MIT study demonstrating how AI can destroy or enhance the brain. It just depends on how you use it.
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AI can be disruptive… or supercharged!
There are words that, like stones thrown into a pond, create concentric circles of debate and concern. "Artificial Intelligence" is one of them. We read about it in the news and are presented with disturbing scenarios: young people trapped in conversations with digital entities that push them toward the abyss, psychological disorders born from virtual friendships, delusions fueled by algorithms...
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The art of unlearning (and then having to pay to remember)
Sometimes I stop to think about how complicated it has become to do simple things. We live in extraordinary times, with access to information and tools our grandparents couldn't even dream of. Yet, in this ocean of possibilities, we seem to have lost our bearings on the fundamentals. We've become so accustomed to it...
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They always trick us with words.
There's a subtle deception in the way we talk about vacations. We use fugitive words—"escape," "escape," "flee"—that have more of the flavor of iron than saltiness. But why do we use criminal vocabulary? It almost seems as if our life is a prison to escape from, not an existence to live. It's…
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Caorle, or how a place can become a dream.
There are places we pass through that leave behind only photographs. And then there are places that inhabit us. Not simple coordinates on a map, but safe havens for the soul: mirrors in which we rediscover parts of ourselves we thought lost, or that we still hope to become. For me, Caorle is this. Today I returned. Walking…
