Your photos, read and written into a journal. It never leaves your phone.
Say it AH-muh-lee.
Your photos already hold your life. Amoli reads them and writes them into a journal — every moment findable, keepsakes made from them, nothing ever uploaded.
It does this entirely on the device. The model lives on your phone. Your photographs, your words, and everything Amoli writes about them never leave it. There is no account to make, no server to sign in to, and nothing to upload.
Made by Amoli, on a phone, from photographs it read itself. Nothing left the device to make this.
How it works
1It reads.
Every photograph, one at a time, described in plain words: who is there, where it seems to be, what is happening. The reading is yours to keep, correct, or ink as it stands.
2You name.
Name a face once. From then on Amoli calls that person by name wherever they appear — in readings, in answers, on cards.
3It makes.
Keepsakes from what it read: a film from a journey, a booklet from a thread, a letter for a year, a sketch of one photograph. Yours to keep, and nothing leaves unless you send it. And when you have a question about your own past, it answers from the journal.
What it makes
Everything below was made by Amoli on a phone, exactly as you'd send it. The photographs went in; these came out; nothing touched a server in between.
Keepsakes. Films, booklets, year letters and sketches from your journeys, your people, your threads — composed, written, and yours. Dress them with scenery, a frame, pen-drawn accents and a note in your own words.Reveries. Real prose about your patterns, a season, a place — with your own photographs set into the page.The booklet. A thread typeset as a little book — cover, chapters, colophon — made entirely on the phone.Inside it. One moment to a page — the photograph, the line, the date — in Amoli’s own paper and ink.A living Today. Each morning, what Amoli read while you slept, the threads that surfaced, and something it noticed about your own library.Search, with shelves. People, places, years, what is in the photographs and how they felt — counted from the readings, and searchable in your own words.The sky. Every read photograph a star, gathered by feeling into constellations that brighten as Amoli reads deeper.Walking a thread. One subject, one moment at a time, in Amoli’s own paper and ink — and a booklet of it when you want to hold it.Your hand in it. Pick the photographs from your whole library, the look, the pace, the dress — or let Amoli offer, and reroll the line until it's right.
And inside
KeepsakesA film from a journey, a booklet from a thread, a letter for a year, a sketch of one photograph in pencil, watercolour, ink, charcoal or pastel. Any photograph in your library can go in; faces are always left as they are.
Search & the skyShelves for people, places, years, what is in the photographs and how they felt — and a sky where every read photograph is a star.
ThreadsThe subjects that run through your days — a café, a trail, a friendship. Amoli notices them, follows them across years, and walks them with you.
People & PlacesThe faces that recur, known by name everywhere they appear. Everywhere your moments were collected, on a map you can wander.
Look backThis day, across every year you have kept. Live Photos play in your moments.
CollectKeep a moment as it happens: photographs, and words in your own hand. Share any photograph from wherever you see it large — and sketch it from there too.
ChatA question about your own past, answered from the journal with the photographs it finds — from your library, never from the internet.
The first days
Amoli is slow the way a darkroom is slow — something is developing. Apps that do this in seconds do it by sending your photographs away; Amoli’s patience is the proof that nothing leaves. Here is honestly what the first days are like.
Minute oneYour photographs become a journal you can hold: browse your moments, collect today, name a face. Everything that doesn’t need reading doesn’t wait.
Night oneLeave the phone on its charger. Amoli reads while you sleep, and in the morning Amoli tells you plainly what it read — its own honest counter, every day.
The first weekThreads begin to surface. Factoids appear about your own library. The first reveries and keepsakes arrive. The readings deepen behind you while you simply use it.
Once, and doneThe model is a one-time download of about 4 GB over Wi-Fi, and a whole library reads over a few nights on the charger — the cost of nothing leaving your phone, paid once. Then it is done, for as long as you keep Amoli; new moments are read as they arrive.
Your language
Amoli reads and writes in your language — English, Spanish, French. It reads your photographs in the language you keep, so you can ask for them in it too.
Privacy is the whole design
No account. No server. No analytics. Nothing about you is collected, because there is nowhere for it to go. Read the policy.
What you’ll need
An iPhone 15 Pro or later. Amoli asks a great deal of the phone, so it launches on the higher-performance models first.
Wi-Fi for the one-time model download.
Patience for the first read-through — and then it is done, once, for as long as you keep Amoli.
Amoli is complete and free for fourteen days. After that, a subscription — $39.99 a year — keeps it reading, writing, and conversing. Nothing already made is ever taken back: everything it wrote stays open to browse, search, and ask, and collecting new moments stays free.
Priceless means not for sale — least of all your memories.