Madrid, Spain
I run my own infrastructure. This is where I keep track of what I'm building — a home server that took my photos back from iCloud, an LLM that answers without leaving the house, and a handful of agents I don't fully trust yet. Consultant by day, sysadmin of one by night.
I got tired of renting my own memories. What started as a way to stop paying for storage I already owned turned into a running project about digital sovereignty: pulling photos, media, files and now inference off other people's servers and onto hardware I can physically unplug.
By day I work in consulting, mostly on AI tooling and agent development for pharma and financial services clients. The homelab is where I get to make the decisions myself — and break things without a change request.
A full media stack — film, series, music — plus every photo I've ever taken, migrated off iCloud and back under my own roof. Automated, indexed, and mine.
An open-weights model running on my own GPU, with a web front end. No API keys, no rate limits, no prompts leaving the building. The foundation everything else plugs into.
A research agent that tracks the Spanish market and writes up what it finds, filtered through the Zurich Axioms. Analysis only — it has never been allowed to place a trade, and it never will be.
Fourteen health checks, hourly state snapshots, and alerts that reach me before anyone else notices. The unglamorous part that makes the rest trustworthy.
A chat window on this page, answered by the model in my house instead of someone else's data centre.
Skills with levels, aspirations completed and pending, traits. My life rendered with the grammar of a game I've spent too long playing.