AI Art: Not A Morning Person
Hug It Out
Am not the nicest mother- it has to be said. More like the willling bad-cop who thinks that telling it like it is never hurt anyone. I wonder where I get it from (looks askance at my parents' room) but it is what is is. My parents continue to be the extremely loving and demonstrative... Continue Reading →
In Livin’Color
I first colored my hair while in the fag end of my 30s. It wasn't to cover up the greys (which am convinced are a sum total of the number of years I've been married and how old TO is) but to see if a different color was my thing. It was. And while my... Continue Reading →
Under The Sea
Move over Jacques Cousteau...AI just got us a glimpse under the waves in the blink of an eye!
Speak Of The Devil
When you take liberties with a phrase but still have a devilishly good time...
Exploring AI Art Some More…
After I published yesterday's post, I kind of went down the AI-art rabbit hole. It's addictive like no one's business since it does keep challenging you to come up with more and better inputs for the software to generate an image that meets your directives. Having said that, it's irritatingly and yet interestingly falling short... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 