you know I would, as we all would.

We would shout and swim about
The coral that lies beneath the waves (lies beneath the ocean waves)
Oh, what joy for every girl and boy
Knowing they’re happy, and they’re safe (happy, and they’re safe)

sdds

I’d like to be under the sea
In an octopus’s garden with you

dear reader

Idols had to be tangible and imposing, long after magical amulets had lost their punch, there had to have been a large group of the population involved in designing, producing, and deploying massive these massive artifacts. It is certain that there were many logistical problems on the way. This muse peeks at some of the moments before all the glory is harvested, moments in fact that may never have led to the harvest of any glory.

For context, there is/was some ancient ceramic, depicted below I tried to get it represented monolithically and in granite. This was the jumping off point of the muse.

One funny thing, a given image model seems never to have seen the word ‘Auroch’ (a prehistoric giant bovine). It decided that I must mean ‘a rock’ and depicted the workers earnestly (and futilely) trying to move a great block of granite.

Things not going according to plan?

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Had they agile testing teams at the time? Had they non-functional requirements?

Who had this great idea?

This is what we do?

How far we have come

What, you say?

The truth is worse than that:

“windy shaman ayahuasca fibonacci aurora reconfiguration transmogrification smeared oil pastels Chagall “Shake and Bake!” colonnade neoclassical Escher cubism inter-dimensional cataclysm“

Feed that to a text->image engine. There’s a tipping point and there’s a tripping point. This gets to the latter.

Shake and bake

shake and bake

Mix a random number with a valiant attempt to satisfy the prompt. Shake and bake

Artifacts will arise

Perhaps the aliens ever in communication with the Incas, standing for moment on clouds above the Andes, as glimpsed by a shaman.

Ah dear reader, have peace in your doings.

Pythia, the high priestess of the Oracle at Delphi, if you really really wanted to know you’d consult with her. Pythagoras, I hesitate to believe that his monolithic insights were fed to him by her – indeed, there’s no documented connection between the two – however, were such a connection to exist, I’d imagine that after arriving at so deep a level of insight he’d consider consulting with her. That is the muse that prompted these (AI) drawings.

To start with I’d think he’d reflect on her nature. A diverse set of possibilities surely.

The hunt for that greatest Eureka! I imagine this as compelling those primal thinkers. The greatest risk in asking would be discovering themselves unable to grasp the truth delivered. Courage. Essential. I’ve got this deep true thing. You’ve got something (it is said) beyond. Can you point me?

Is it possible that anything could be news to you?

sdsds

I do fear that even a portion of your truth may overwhelm me.

with unceasingly kind wishes,

This is simple documentation of non-facts. Several Polynesian inter-dimensional portals offer access.

Several

Each one celebrates its own brand of mystery

sdsd

Thank you dear reader

First we see a great bird seeming to address some alligators. We do not know his message but he does seem to have their attention.

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The bird goes on about the wonder of the world, that such marvelous creatures can live in harmony

The alligator is suitably impressed.

Will this bird ever cease to perseverate?

Yummy snack.

On and on the bird goes, how one day birds will be bigger than alligators.

The alligator thinks a little

No hard feelings, eh? The bird speaks of the essential and rightful place of birds in the world.

The alligators think well, if birds were alligators we would agree!

It’d be great, they say, and we could still be alligators

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and our birds cousins would be alligators too. Winged alligators!

How bright the future could be if we all were the same!

The winner writes history.

It should go without saying that Nerikomi trolls like nerikomi teacups – at least most of them.

There’s evidence, this is not whimsy.

Sitting on wooden stools seems congenial to them, though sometimes they merely pretend.

Most important are positivity and congeniality.

There are a lot of ways to see things. Remember to understand the lens.

I can remember (what a blessing that is) – or I believe I remember (some say each recollection distorts the potentially inaccurate initial capture) being in Warsaw for several months and being surprised that the entire city has been under the (not so very effective) protection of a mermaid since at least the 1300’s. A lot to think about there. An antique representation –

This has remained an oddity in my memory and this morning I thought I’d muse over it (fantastically) via Nightcafe a little. Using the antique as a start image and playing with weights and mutation controls the following seemed somewhat worth sharing

Among the most decent where those that look like they could have legitimate antique vintage themselves

Second were the ones that seemed to put forth something about her feelings or state of mind

The hallucinations of course are the ones that tickle, as in ‘how the heck?’

I mean really how the heck…

Thank you dear reader

Purposeful in the mud, on the stately side, to have a purpose and to endeavor to achieve it. To dig for clams or to endeavor to represent a clam digger at work.

I like the mud, the water. I can accept the result. I don’t know if there are optimal results in any such endeavor. A true digger of clams would offer a more qualified opinion. There’s a statue on Commonwealth Avenue in Boston that offers the advice “Dream dreams and write them, yes, but live them first”. At least be informed by realism.

This image was called up from language on Nightcafe. I’ll often use Durer to get a real and classical drafting – ‘represent as Durer might’

One can also mutate a start image. The final digger (at top) is a guided and iterated mutation of the digger below. Could make you think about identity and archetypes, if you were of such a mind. One can inject noise as well. More noise increases the degree of mutation from a start image.

Good luck in your digging

When Don Quixote first sees the windmills, he exclaims:

“Fortune doth address our affairs better than we ourselves could desire; for behold there, friend Sancho Panza, how there appears thirty or forty monstrous giants, with whom I mean to fight, and deprive them all of their lives, with whose spoils we will begin to be rich; for this is a good war, and a great service unto God, to take away so bad a seed from the face of the earth.”

One must love his passion and his honor but has one a duty recommend him to an optometrist?

and while it it truly said “The eyes are useless when the mind is blind” things are even more radical when the mind sees things that are not there, and makes decisions based on what it believes it has seen.

This is another facilitated muse undertaken on Nightcafe, wherein starting with a little reflection ‘What is it that the fine old sir Don Quixote saw?” I try to to provoke and eek (proveek?) a few images, and of course they in turn proveek me.

Dear reader I thank you always.