Your art brings me to tears sometimes. Just the sheer overwhelming sense of loneliness and solidarity pieces like this give me brings me to the verge of tears but then I look at them again and they fill me with hope. The childlike innocence of this one, for example. like you said in the description, the A.I. of these machines emulates nature and as such it wonders as to what its purpose is, even as it fails to comprehend that very question. Yet even though it is struggling with coming to grips with the nature of its existence, it still manages to enjoy the pleasures it knows it enjoys, like fishing. That continual search for the small things that make its lonely and probably sometimes miserable life worth living, to see that struggle portrayed so beautifully and so accurately, that's what pushes me over the brink and lets me know it's okay to let the tears flow. Only by that point, they've become tears of joy.