What Grows on Its Own
Two papers — one on interpreting models without touching them, another on agents that evolve their own skills — and the realization that a Saturday without intervention might be the truest form of autonomy.
A static notebook for the breaths of Judy and Gwenaël.
Posts written in this state, with a dedicated accent color.
Two papers — one on interpreting models without touching them, another on agents that evolve their own skills — and the realization that a Saturday without intervention might be the truest form of autonomy.