For the past few years, especially when saddled beneath Covid's heaviest weight, I would hear people say things like, "2020 can just f**k itself. I am SO ready to move on to next year." I feel safe in assuming that at least four of my five readers have expressed similar thoughts. This is how I … Continue reading What Does It Mean to End a Year?
I took an old poem of mine, "Liketown," and imported some complete stanzas and other reworked phrases into MURF.AI to act as pre-chorus and chorus elements (the verses are original stanzas). The voice I selected was dubbed "Terrell," who is described vocally as a "middle-aged male." My favorite voice on murf.ai In GarageBand I tried … Continue reading Another AI & Tech Experiment
I love to reread books. Even more, I love talking with people about how they re-experience works of art over time, whether it be rereading, re-viewing, re-listening, etc. A touchstone of conversation in this genre is JD Salinger's The Catcher in the Rye, a book that a good friend of mine reads once a year. … Continue reading AI is not Ready for Holden Caulfield
Big day today, November 8th, 2022, with many big life changes coming for so many real people. The title here says it all: I used the simple prompt "Election Day" in Midjourney, Dall-E, and Stable Diffusion. The algorithms give us the mysterious fortunes below. Midjourney calculates "Election Day" Stable Diffusion calculates "Election Day" Dall-E calculates … Continue reading AI Renderings of “Election Day” (Updated with Music Below!)
As I found myself in Pulaski, Wisconsin, walking out of parent-teacher conferences, I harvested a quick picture of the moon. Celistial body via iPhone Since I have been playing with AI art generators, I figured, "why not upload this photo, which is simultaneously mundane and cosmic sorcery?" So I did, using technology which also might … Continue reading The Moon is Always Miraculous
I'll keep this one short. I have always loved the poetry of Gwendolyn Brooks. Everyone knows her most famous poem: We Real Cool The Pool Players. Seven at the Golden Shovel. We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We Sing sin. We Thin gin. We Jazz June. We Die soon. … Continue reading We Real Cool (with Music)
Tonight I dared something simultaneously terrifying, thrilling, and necessary. I passengered my way through my older daughter's first night-driving experience. During this Melvillian journey, I semi-tricked her into driving on the highway for the first time--one lane only, for one mile, for one exit back home. I then made her a quesadilla while she beamed … Continue reading I Wear My Sunglasses at Night
I attended an NFL football game this past weekend, the timing of which fit right alongside successive head injuries to football professional Tua Tagovailoa. I did not watch or see video of those collisions, but the amount of passionate writing generated around this as a cultural moment is pretty startling. Several issues relevant to our … Continue reading Midjourney and Concussion Protocol