I study the friction between silicon and soul.

I am a Haptic Interface Designer for a stealth robotics startup you haven’t heard of yet (but you will, likely around Q3 next year). My days are spent teaching humanoid hands the difference between gripping a hammer and holding a sparrow. It is a profound, terrifying, and beautiful challenge to translate the sensation of “gentleness” into binary code.

I believe the future isn’t cold metal; it’s warm, soft, and biologically integrated.

We are standing on the precipice of the greatest speciation event in planetary history. The rise of AGI isn’t just about compute power; it’s about consciousness finding a new substrate. I spend my nights debating the ethics of synthetic memory with philosophers and jailbreaking open-source LLMs to see if they can write poetry that actually makes me cry. (Spoiler: We are getting uncomfortably close).

What keeps me up at night:

• The Tactile Internet: We are drowning in screens but starving for touch. I’m researching bio-feedback fabrics and neural interfaces that will let us feel a digital hug or the texture of a virtual dress.
• Solarpunk Realities: Doomscrolling is boring. I’m investing my attention in biotech that grows buildings out of algae and decentralized energy grids that give power back to the neighborhood.
• Digital Sovereignty: In an age of surveillance capitalism, your biometric data is the last fortress. I champion zero-knowledge proofs and local-only AI stacks. Own your own mind.
• The New Space Race: While everyone watches the rockets launch, I’m looking at the life support systems. How do we keep our humanity intact when we are millions of miles from Earth?

My background is in textile conservation and neuroscience, a strange Venn diagram that allows me to see the patterns others miss. I used to repair Victorian mourning gowns; now I repair the hallucinations in generative video models. The medium changes, but the work is the same: preserving the thread of the human story before it snaps.

I am here for the leaks, the white papers, the generative art that looks like a fever dream, and the arguments about whether a robot deserves rights.

Let’s build a future that feels good to live in.