Through AI’s strange mirror, old gods are caught mid - escape leaving Earth and all Solar system with haste (some successfully some not) — mere sculptures, museum relics made of stone and not meaningful ideas. These images, half-absurd, half-haunting, catch a cultural tide turning: the old pantheon feels like a fading echo, out of place in this machine-lit dusk. Almost one can be tempted to say that old beliefs are too artificial for the age where artificial intelligence is making foundation composed of completely new material. But it’s not that story. This series does not mourn the past or fear the future but instead explores transformation, metamorphosis. It is law of nature. Everything is in constant flux. There is no death, broadly speaking. Particles never stop moving. Again and again they change forms. I guess infinity is transformation. Just another is taking place.

Evacuation of the Gods is a quiet elegy, a fleeting glimpse of deities caught between realms—lingering at the edges of a world that no longer needs them. Through the fusion of AI-generated imagery and the textured realism of large-format analog photography, a mythology is crafted that feels both archival and imagined, as if these moments were documented rather than created. AI is not a mere tool but a co-author, shaping a new visual dialogue between history and possibility.

I hope, this series merges dualities. After all, it’s our thoughts and words which split everything in billions of pieces, when there is only one infinite transformation