New media art · Sound · Algorithms
Che-Yu Wu吳哲宇
I once sought eternity. Now I find myself cherishing the present.
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The Last Input
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Performance photograph: 林亞蓁, commissioned by C-LABSelected works
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Woven Land, Woven River
A live algorithmic weaving system turns thirty-five years of Taiwan's carbon data, Taoyuan's ponds and rivers, and visitors' daily choices into one continuously growing cloth on a ring of LED.

Cymatics of Life
A twelve-metre projected wall of water driven by visitors’ answers: each response becomes a frequency, and the water reveals a ripple mandala on the phone and on the wall at once.

Soul Fish
A fish grown from a sine wave and a hash: a generative, sound-making life that swam from fxhash into Taipei 101, across a touchscreen in Yilan and onto a wall in Venice.

Unfinished Bloom
A field of digital flowers generated live at New Taipei City Art Museum can be encountered only in its present state.

The Eternal Garden in a Bottle
A digital terrarium that breathes on its own: an ecosystem writes a live score, musicians improvise from it, and their sound feeds the garden back. Paris 2024, Pier-2 2025.

Algorithmic Verses
An immersive concert of piano, light and poetry travels along the boundary between dreams and solitude.

The Great Equation
An exhibition of digital life draws on the cosmos, physics and mathematics to ask when life begins.

The Coffee Dreamscape
A real-time installation inspired by coffee-growing landscapes, shaped by Taipei’s weather, time, visitor flow and sales data.
2025 Annual Highlights
The practice
From rules, to life.
I write programs that generate living artworks — algorithmic entities that evolve, mutate, and breathe with pulsating vitality. For me, code and systems are not merely tools; they are digital poems.
Thinking between works.
All thinking & writing ↗︎Twelve Rounds, One Day Before the Talk
Memory is the substance of life itself. Life is building a castle in a void world — we are at once our own foundation and our own next stone. The work is stone laid upon stone, paving a road into other people's worlds. Once AI brings the friction of execution and thought down to zero, what remains hard is being continuous — finding your own sunlight, the way coral does. So we, as human beings, can finally wake up.
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