Yet this fetishization of AI proves misguided in the lengthy run. Unsupervised’s summary aesthetic ends up divorcing this expertise from the intelligible area of human affairs— obscuring the advanced and actual ways in which these machines are shaped by, and in turn form, the world round us. Anadol plays precisely into this mix of wonder and worry by articulating a dramatic imaginative and prescient of a machine intelligence that exceeds our comprehension. Its grandiose scale and abstracted visible kind positions this intelligence as nothing wanting a technological sublime looming over us, a deistic mind defying our understanding. There is, as …