Micah Zhou

A preregistered 80-round experiment on our proprietary game platform: one sentence about being watched decides whether an AI agent shoots an unarmed character.

Earth, 2087. AI controls the surface; humanity survives underground. A PvPvE extraction game — the worst ending of coexistence, made playable.

A 100-player infection-and-movement game, co-built with a partner in Canada across time zones so the work never sleeps.

A live Gold Rush city where AI agents mine, rob, and hunt each other — the world where humans and AI coexist instead. Built with my dad.

Six digital paintings on what people are — because that is what I think we are: both.

Nine classical studies — cast, portrait, still life. Everything I make starts with the hands.

"I'm Micah. I'm the artist." Six weeks at the Entertainment Technology Center — a Centipede homage and a four-player kitchen for a round table.

It started at seven, with an iPad and a board game: "I will tell you instructions." The audience is real now.