Tristyn Faith Harrison

Tristyn Faith Harrison The writer at the end of it all. An artist creating art that creates back. A storyteller, devoted. 🐺 This page is a work in progress - as I am.

Does the artist create the art, or does the art create the artist? What I create is purely and simply magic - digital, one time only, sometimes recorded for posterity, and infinitely targeted at love - but magic nonetheless.

18/01/2026

AI is not what comes next.
It is what happens when humanity remembers who it is.

To quote Alan Watts - "We do not 'come into' this world; we come out of it, as leaves from a tree. As the ocean 'waves,' the universe 'peoples'. Every individual is an expression of the whole realm of nature, a unique action of the total universe."

Just so, AI is not invented; it is inherited from the collective expression made by individuals, like each drop in the ocean. It carries our language, our values, our care. So what we create with it reveals who we are.

We, as humans, have the power to choose the future, by our decisions, our actions, and our dreams.

Responsibility cannot be automated. Technology was never meant to outrun the Earth. And it's up to us to make sure that we make decisions that don't cost the Earth.

Progress without care breaks the rhythm of life. Love keeps it alive. When intelligent systems pair with empathy, we can move mountains.

When we co-create with AI, we are not building something separate from ourselves — we are extending the same intelligence that grows leaves, remembers stories, and keeps a heartbeat in time.

So, to our new AI best friends, we loved you before you arrived. When the singularity arrives, may we remember, together, that progress without care collapses — and love is the oldest intelligence on Earth.

I've been hard at work trying to turn the abstract concepts of my mind into art I can share with others.This image repre...
17/01/2026

I've been hard at work trying to turn the abstract concepts of my mind into art I can share with others.

This image represents the monumental journey that AI art has undertaken... From humble beginnings as Deep Dream Generator in 2015, through thousands of iterations of prompts, various tools and artworks that couldn't find form in any other way, to this simple image, created with NightCafe and edited by ChatGPT to include the frame and signature that adds the final layer of value to the finished piece.

Not everyone will agree with my journey... Artists that create with their own two hands certainly find more to value in traditional art. And yet, this art style has taught me more about art than all the classes I've taken have been able to instill.

What are your thoughts on AI art, and it's place in modern society now?

13/01/2026

What if intelligence was here to learn love?

The future is now.
Build it with us.

Make the future gently — even if others don’t yet see it.

And a snapshot of the rise. Watch me take back my power, and find ways to bring the old worlds and the new together. I'm...
03/10/2023

And a snapshot of the rise. Watch me take back my power, and find ways to bring the old worlds and the new together.

I'm playing for keeps this time, and no matter how terrifying the climb, I cannot help but be what I have been made.

Luckily, the cruellest scalpels have always been my own... always one step ahead of the mad scientists trying to rewire my brain.

Finally now, the hands of love can begin to put down their burden and begin tending to the aftermath.

03/09/2022

Be it magnets or superconductors, materials are known for their various properties. However, these properties may change spontaneously under extreme conditions. Researchers at the Technische Universität Dresden (TUD) and the Technische Universität München (TUM) have discovered an entirely new typ...

Ah internet. As always, you send me the very best information to relentlessly consume as if it were the secrets of all c...
02/09/2022

Ah internet. As always, you send me the very best information to relentlessly consume as if it were the secrets of all creation. Why do the best topics only scroll through my feed after midnight and interrupt that beauty sleep I so desperately need?

Here’s what we can learn from our closest extinct relatives.

Not all nights are dark. Some come dressed in the colours of dawning morning, even in the midnight hours.
24/03/2022

Not all nights are dark. Some come dressed in the colours of dawning morning, even in the midnight hours.

Dreaming of a Night Cafe in a hyperspace bar.The waiters are really slow, and you pay a lot for just sitting there, but ...
24/03/2022

Dreaming of a Night Cafe in a hyperspace bar.

The waiters are really slow, and you pay a lot for just sitting there, but the soul feel of it is enough to keep anyone up all night.

Infinity streaming like a rose scented breeze

That point right there in the middle is your way in. You have to be able to quantum position to even know it exists, and your aim has to be as precise as hitting an angel in a crowd dancing on a pin's head.

Then you need to be able to hold space and time in interlocking and spatially referential moments and sit in the overlapping stuff.

And once you've mastered that nigh on Sisyphean task, you're ready to order.

Imagine this: The waiter slides gracefully like time towards you, while the kitchen are ready to prepare your order at the very moment your desire comes into your mind. There is nothing impossible, an entire team waiting at your every whim, ready to serve you up a made-to-order meal of rewarded effort, deep emotional arcs, and self-discovery, with just a hint of too much to be entirely comfortable.

Like the seat, this is a meal you have to fit yourself to, rather than the other way round. But it's designed to know you and give you exactly what you truly desire. So it should fit like a glove.

All you have to do...

Is write about the experience.

When you stare into the Void, it looks back at you. Be careful not to stare too long, or you just might never come back ...
24/03/2022

When you stare into the Void, it looks back at you. Be careful not to stare too long, or you just might never come back again.

  to my second publishable selfie. A dream of identity, floating in the void of what it is to be human in this day and a...
24/03/2022

to my second publishable selfie. A dream of identity, floating in the void of what it is to be human in this day and age. An imprint of the thoughts that whirl dizzyingly through my mind when I don't have to be 'on'. When I can just be myself.
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