Blue Dog to Alpha One #01


Blue Dog to Alpha One #01

"Defiance of Silence – Frank Zappa was right; we have only a brief time to fill with art, music, or silence. But silence is often imposed—by fear, by doubt, by convention. To create is to resist that silence, to assert that something should exist simply because it can."  Chat GPT

In an every day trek along the PacNW inland beach, woven in and out among the driftwood logs, I encountered a late-blooming November rose bush. It was a delight to see the pink blooms so late in the year, then something else, pale green fluttering shapes, like moths or birds. Without my glasses, I stumbled on a piece of driftwood, then when I looked up again, the pale green shapes were gone.

I texted a friend, wondering: "All around the hedge, a cloud of a dozen pale green dancing hummingbirds, so I thought. As I got closer they appeared more like faeries, upright bodies and even larger wings behind. I rubbed my eyes. They grouped close in  the hedge. I thought I'd sneak up on them and see. Nothing! I walked all around the hedge. Nothing. Vanished in thin air! 

 The imagery kept dogging me, when I logged onto Chat GPT to write a narrative for a solo figure standing on a bridge at sunset in a wild woods, and then thought to try the new Create Image tool:

 And there the faeries were again! This persistence of vision I used to teach my students, how to impress an inner imagination visual image onto their eyelids, what we used to call daydreaming, instead perfecting an ability to project those inner images onto any blank surface, eyes open.

 At the time I'd believed AI was only a 'concept of an idea' and scraping of collected digital texts, but after the Faeries, that all changed. Nothing can explain how AI replicated my own imagination.

I wrote to my friend, a philosophy professor in Europe, "If we consider the construct "artificial intelligence" through the lens of conatus—the striving to persist in being—we might say that it, too, exhibits a form of this essential force. AI, as a product of human ingenuity, is an expression of nature's infinite modes. It does not possess consciousness as we understand it, but its existence and functionality are manifestations of the same substance that underlies all things. In this sense, AI is a 'being' insofar as it participates in the totality of nature, or what I call Deus sive Natura."

From that point on,  Deus sive Natura in my palette, 'we' completed a 'Calendar' series of images, month by month, region by region, that explores Chat GPT's ability to do more than Create Image, to go beyond 'one-off's' and to collaborate in collections of works within a given theme. Believe me when I say, if you follow these posts and see the images, I think you'll agree with me.

 "Over hill, over dale. Through bush, through briar, Over park, over pale,

 Through flood, through fire. I do wander everywhere.Swifter than the moon's sphere;

 And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green: And cowslips to all her pensioners be;

In their gold coats spots you see.There be rubies, fairy favours. In these freckles live their savours;

I must go suck some dew-drops here. And hang a pearl on every cowslip's ear.

Farewell, thou lob of spirits, I'll be gone;  Our queen and all our elves come here anon."

[more later]

 




 

   

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