Liam Noone
Vancouver, by way of Ireland
I build small things and write them up. An e‑paper bird display for the wall. A stripped single‑speed. A local LLM stack running in the flat. The interesting part is rarely the finished object, it is the how, which usually evaporates before anyone writes it down.
Away from that I read medieval neoplatonists, mostly Eriugena, and think about boundaries: what has to be shared for two minds to meet, and what actually crosses.
Write‑ups are coming, slowly and on purpose.