Cities That Came to Me in Dreams

Cities That Came to Me in Dreams Cities have never been just places where I lived. They have always felt like living bodies—breathing, shifting, dissolving, and being reborn. As I moved from one city to another—from Prague to Amsterdam, Rotterdam, Paris, London, Rome, and Los Angeles, then back to Prague, and on to Barcelona, Lisbon, Raleigh, and New York—I carried their structures within me: their light, their noise, their silence. Over time, I began to understand that my true city exists somewhere in between them—in memory, in imagination, in the space between algorithm and dream. Each of these cities left a distinct trace in me, a different rhythm, a different color: Prague brings layers of history and melancholy. Amsterdam carries the fluidity of water and light. Rotterdam embodies the courage to experiment with form. Los Angeles reflects dreams, gloss, and artificiality. London pulses with chaos, energy, and contrast. Paris introduces elegance and the aesthetics of line. Rome infuses utopia with archetypes of memory and time. Barcelona holds the warmth of color, radical forms, and the sensuality of organic architecture. Lisbon carries the nostalgia of the sea, a light that absorbs everything, and the rhythm of silence between waves. Raleigh leaves a sense of calm, space, and nature growing through the city. New York becomes an endless pulse—raw energy, vertical collisions, a mirror of constant motion. This series is an attempt to capture the feeling of a city rather than its image. I work with artificial intelligence as a collaborator, not as a tool. Together, we create architectures that seem to grow on their own—structures with their own nervous system, the color of breath, and the rhythm of thought. I believe utopia is not an escape from reality, but a way of reshaping it. My cities are not perfect—they are fragile, fluid, and constantly transforming. Yet it is precisely in this instability that I see the possibility of freedom. My utopias are not about perfection. They are about the hope that the world can always be imagined