Once, I needed to prepare the image of a woman who died less than a day. I uploaded my drawings and inserted a hint: “Death Mask”, Liver Mortis on the cheek, digging into the corner of the mouth, blue shadows around the eyes – it should still be beautiful.
Chattagpat handled it especially well. The result was a substantial natural portrait, which was clearly based on the endless forensic material available online, but the overall icon was very soft. Still, something was fine – something that does not appear immediately, yet rotate unconsciously. The dead woman was holding her head like standing for a portrait.
I am available from the extraordinary realism of nerve networks. They create impossible things – things that may not exist in principle – sometimes in clear ways, sometimes in subtle things. And still they own both amazing attraction and innocent attention. The nerve nets are constantly seduced by us.
Once, I uploaded the drawing of the Flimanco Dancer. He is in motion, his head was thrown back, the spine archanged, the elbow slipped behind him, and the viewers were directly encountered. I need a more detailed version. At first, the machine will not present the dancer with my original drawing – it seems that it is naked. Of course I did not tell me this straightforward, but I found out and compromised that she was wearing clothes. The Chattagpat prepared a beautiful, useful Victorian woman (or maybe a girl? Where did the energy of Fliminco go?
“Okay,” I said with a little hope. “Give her dance in the pants.”
I can’t lift my eyes from this picture. I have never seen a painting-I mean a human being-which caught a completely unstable situation. In human -made images, there is always more conviction. There is always a period. Here, the couple’s bio -mechanics are flawless – they are bending. Wearing a land, shade, noisy palette, and a general office, a fire is quite the opposite of the expected context of the Latin dance, which highlights their hands and highlights their eyes. The man is looking at his partner. She is just looking at her in the past, at the center of the fantastic spin. The combination is both dynamic and seal closed. You can’t improve this syllable – any change immediately. It is just flattering it. I can’t remove a single thing from it. They are aesthetically intended from the background.
I am attracted to how artificial intelligence new shapes our comments about image, memory and body – and what happens when the illusion begins to feel more truthful than reality. I keep thinking about Dr. Huffman’s secret desire machines through the Gospel Carter. In this fantasmagoria, a blasphemous doctor launched the artillery-frying generators-flooding the city from phases, dissolution, place and time.
LI of a new series, I made a folder called Half Man, though now it is called Altman’s desire machines. I gave the work of bending the Chat GPT to create such extraordinary images based on my drawing, which I enter into the visual reality of photos and sketches. Its, the images need to be moderately unrealistic or abstract, but clearly with a viable shape. Because at times it gives me the dizziness and a new time with all of it. And sometimes I want to say, “Come, Buddy – I could do it myself.”
In other words, when replacing nerve networks for random associations, you also have to keep it firmly through your imagination – otherwise, the flood of ferocity from the internet areas will fall on your screen. I usually upload a picture and ask: “What do you see?” – To avoid misunderstandings only. Sometimes his vision is not compatible with me, but I’m fine with him. When the machine talks about human context, the machine is weak instead: where my friends watch people, statistics, or scenes, Chat GPT insists that this is an abstraction.
Therefore, I upload a landscape in red and lion tons with at least two trees and one sidewalk. The bottom of the original is the title of red rain – it was painted about five years after Peter Gabriel’s release release by the same name. I designed to avoid giving the text a hint – the nerve network has no problem with the letters, that’s definitely.
The machine did not see the shape of the landscape. He said that this is an abstract structure, whose face is understandable in the middle. Would I like to restore this face? Well, let’s try an interesting tech -. What I found in return was my picture that had a large portrait of Scarlett Johanson at the center. Delete In the straight trash!
But if the machine insists that there is a face – then okay, let’s have a face. And the face and hands of a Victorian woman. Gothic, then the Gothic is.
I rarely use Ai-Grerated images as a base of colleges (or any composite or blending image)-instead, I bind the elements in a familiar form so that aesthetic shifts can be made easy to digest. This is my method: distortion, rupture, visual interference.
Another important point-I can’t fully feel Ai-generated icon on my own, whether it is based on my sketch, my gestures and my modification. To “yourself”, I have to be able to recognize it.
Here is a seagel for an old stencil series by the same name. I refrain from naturalism and say that the structure should be styled. This bird, unlike the Steanism’s skimatic abstraction, holds a bell and a clear eye – but it is completely empty of its prototype’s aerodynamics. What I ended up is like a famous German Shepherd with a short spine – a social media star. сute, but ugly. A deception, no doubt. A resident of a collection of non -existent creatures. A universal extra for any image.
Here is an ugly bird, which is placed against the original background (stencil, oil, paper), which challenges the prototype.
That is, attacking Stanusal’s landscape from a series of boats (though it was a confession, made around the open structure, which is ready to welcome interference).
There is a background layer-a layer of wallpaper is now formed from the deadly house of Flemash Bourgeois, which is once located in the barrel’s Communion, near Brussels. I hit it from the background of another image made by Chat GPT, from which I removed the items. Generally, I try to sew layers – and layers of impression without interruption. But here, I decided to expose the cultural layers, and break through the tears of the past. I thought: How will our visual memory be changed through nerve networks?
Finally, what did I do with the image of a dead Syrian woman in the leaf in the jungle of Latin in the border areas? I had to look at her face for so long, it felt as if she would never let me go. His memory was eventually tried to relieve himself from the harassing vision. Now, when the memory returns, it is often a soft and impossible artificial icon that is born.
The college below contains completely AI-infield elements. Although this woman’s personality was created by the nerve network based on my drawing, the blasphemous home on the right side of the image came from just an immediately created image. The narrative logic of Infinal machines … The reality leads to a gradual change – element by element – with phantom. The main character, the reader, or the audience has left only one thing when it comes to sensation: himself.
