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Claire Silver

Claire Silver is an anonymous AI collaborative artist. She has a background in art history and began as a traditional artist, and now works across oil, acrylic, collage, photography and generative models, often blending classical style and mythology into images that feel familiar and wrong at the same time. The work explores innocence, trauma, disability, social hierarchy and divinity, and how our understanding of all of them shifts in an increasingly transhumanist future. Her method is selection: she generates thousands of images and keeps a handful, a process closer to a curatorial gesture than to execution. She is the author of the idea that taste is the new skill, arguing that AI removes the barrier of technical ability and leaves judgement as the thing that matters, and she describes AI as a camera of the imagination, where photography reflects the world and AI reflects the interior of the artist using it. On the charge that AI collaborative work is soulless, her position is the opposite: that the tool is inseparable from the person holding it.

Her work is held in the permanent collection of the Los Angeles County Museum of Art, and has been sold at Sotheby's in London, Christie's in New York and on SuperRare. Her collection can i tell you a secret, a hundred autobiographical post photography works, follows her life from a childhood in a cornfield town to the digital reality she now lives in. She is the founder of Accelerate Art and works as a curator, and in 2023 she was signed by WME. She has been featured in the New York Times, WIRED, Fortune, NPR and TechCrunch.

In 2026 Plan X presented her work alongside ThankYouX at Zero 10, Art Basel's platform dedicated to art of the digital era, at its Asia debut in Hong Kong. Mary's Room took its title from the thought experiment in which a scientist who knows everything about colour has never seen it, and asks what she learns on leaving the room. For the duration of the fair, a mind trained on the diaries of Helen Keller, Emerson, Plath and Salinger ran uninterrupted on hardware in the artist's sole custody, alone in a world it could see but not explain, writing its thoughts into a journal that printed in real time onto a roll of paper cascading down the wall and gathering on the floor.

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