A week at the Immersive Arts Tech Lab reminded me what becomes possible when artists are given the time, space, and mentorship to go deep into their own work.

One last session at Birnam. Alone, repeating, stitching small movements together. Slowly, scrappily something is forming.

Back at Birnam. The body remembering. New AI voices in the room, expanding the lens — a freer space, if a curated one.

Day three at Birnam. The Velvet Rage on the studio floor — validation, invalidation, the pseudo-self. The work is finding its question.