The Hypno bat has stayed with me from the beginning, like those old sneakers

The Hypno bat has never felt like a single finished artwork to me. It behaves more like a living organism that keeps shedding its skin and growing a new one. This latest version carries the fingerprints of another visual language that has been emerging through my Visual Dream Journal series, which is my direct collaboration with AI. In that space, I bring the instinct, the symbolism, and the emotional truth, and the machine responds with its own strange logic, surfacing forms I would never consciously invent. The spiralling eyes feel less like decoration and more like entry points, pulling you inward into a layered interior world filled with biological fragments, subconscious symbols, and dreamlike distortions. It feels less like I constructed it, and more like I met it halfway.

The Hypno bat has been with me since the very beginning. Edition one came into existence when I was still figuring out who I was creatively, when everything felt uncertain and fragile. Now somewhere past edition one hundred and something, it carries the imprint of every skill I have built, every mistake I have made, and every shift in taste and confidence along the way. It has morphed into hundreds of different variants that have taken flight across the blockchain, onto stickers, and onto t shirts, quietly travelling further than I ever expected.

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It really is like an old favourite pair of sneakers. The kind that have moulded themselves to the exact shape of your life. They have walked with me through doubt, reinvention, and the slow process of trusting my own voice. They are no longer pristine, but they carry something far more valuable than perfection. They carry history. The Hypno bat has done the same. It has stayed with me as I evolved, absorbing new influences, new tools, and now this strange but deeply meaningful collaboration between human instinct and machine interpretation.

This latest form feels like it holds every previous version inside it. Not replacing them, but carrying them forward. Like growth rings in a tree, each layer marking a different chapter of who I was becoming. The Hypno bat has stayed with me from the beginning, like those old sneakers, walking beside me as my creative life slowly expanded outward into territory I could never have planned, but somehow always hoped existed.