“Show me the Masterpiece!” – I asked AI, and it showed me. “Show me the Masterpiece!” – I asked AI again, and it showed me a new Masterpiece again. Again. Again and again. And again and again. I wanted to distill the essence of it. What makes the Masterpiece? I wanted to get the recipe.…

It’s not too cold, not too hot, and pleasantly uncrowded. Perfect.

Suddenly, the pandemic altered our most distinctive feature—the face. Within a month, we all became alike. Is it a portrait of the pandemic? Is it a man or a woman? Perhaps, it’s a portrait of everybody? … nobody?