For a while, I had a Twitter account, @robGANhitchock, where I was posting AI illustrations of Robyn Hitchcock lyrics I created using a Generative Adversarial Network (“GAN”). This was an interesting project, because when it started I knew next to nothing about generative art; as I worked on it I learned more about crafting prompts, and more and better tools emerged, so over the course of the full set, you can see the progression of experience and improved generative algorithms: from the first few in VQGAN, then FreewayML, and finally Stable Diffusion and Midjourney.Because the later output is much more successful, I’ve ordered this gallery in reverse order (the same order in which pictures originally appeared on Twitter.) Scrolling lower, to the earlier pieces, you can see the development of quality and styles, including a lot of early output that aren’t so striking as art but are interesting from the standpoint of seeing how the technology works. ~ Click any image to enlarge ~ AI image copyright infoUnder current US copyright law, unaltered AI-generated images are not copyrightable. However, all AI images on this site have been subjected to a subsequent creative process of manual human edits and adjustments. All original images on this site, including AI-assisted images, are ©2024 Michael Kupietz.She's my bright fresh flower and I dream her Have a heart, betty (I'm not fireproof) (II) I feel like making love to a photograph (II) I kneel before you, bearing a crown There's a thin line between being well and being ill. That's what julia told me and I know she always will. Have a heart, betty (I'm not fireproof) 1.) I feel like making love to a photograph2.) I feel like asking a tree for an autograph3.) Photographs don't smell4.) Give it to the soft boys. 1.) Muriel's hoof 2.) The rout of the clones Everything revolves around the sun 1.) In the aquarium, the fish went through the trees, the planes went through the seas, and you were still with me. 2.) In the aquarium, you stroked a greasy ray, just at the end of day, way down in monterey. Janice, don't go squatting in nettles, etc. (III) Janice, don't go squatting in nettles (II) Janice, don't go squatting in nettles. Last week three people came in to be dignified and they all got stung. Trevor, come and shave your playmates! 1.) Judith, come and get your apples, don't expect not to be scratched2.) You said "hey hey hey hey, it's a mystic trip". Hey hey hey hey, why don't you try it? 1.) I something you 2.) You whatnot me The warning on the label said, "keep away or you'll be dead" I had one chance to stop her eggs (pronounced "eggs" or "brad") Oh, elizabeth jade, you shake me up like pre war lemonade She was tapering to a point in a corona of foam A mind is a persuasive place, especially when it's dark 1.) Napoleon wore a black hat, ate lots of chicken, and conquered half europe.2.) Napoleon was caught by the british, imprisoned on elba, he died on the phone. 1.) I'm going back into my body, back out of my dream, dressed up as a human with a routine 2.) Dressed up as a human, with a routine, that I call me I'm the man with the lightbulb head, I turn myself on in the dark. Oh, you boring little creep, don't say that this ain't love. I'm the man with the lightbulb head, I turn myself on in the dark (II) Millstream pigworker (III) Millstream pigworker (II) Millstream pigworker All I want to do is be your creature. This could be the day I've waited for all my life Like a wedding cake festooned with leeches. In the spiritual kingdom of love Yesterday I saw the devil in the nude. It was embarrassing. Let's get really mellow together, baby The can opener still roves the gulch, with severing claws akimbo I think I understand why you're bald and still a man. (III) I think I understand why you're bald and still a man. (II) I think I understand why you're bald and still a man. Splash my cold enamel with blood, a rendezvous with stone will leave you bleeding. How's about you, my pretty one, do you still smear yourself with jam? 1.) It don't feel much like a fish without a pond. 2.) It don't feel much like a train without a buffet car. 3.) It don't feel much like a foot without a shoe. 4.) It don't feel much like a drug without a side effect 5.) It don't feel much like a home without a dog. 6.) It don't feel much like a church without a god inside. 7.) Come on, baby, gimme your meat. I used to say I love you, I said it as a threat I'm alone, like a queen in bed, with a barrel of vodka and lime (II) 1.) He was white and she was white, as statues often are. Fifty years they stood there, looking stupid, by a jar.2.) One night in mid august when the moonlight got too strong, they climbed off their pedestal and then they sang this song. I'm alone, like a queen in bed, with a barrel of vodka and lime I would ramble on through time and space, just to have a butcher's at your face (II) The return of the sacred crab @eugenemirman a bearded listener (and j.geils aficionado) 1.) I don't know why the people wanna meet, when all they know is that they'll breed like rabbits in the end 2.) Ordinary people on the street, they never know, but if they can't be rabbits, they'll be friends I'm just a crab on a verdigris slab Blonde on the tracks 1. Adventure rocket ship, the lover and the slave 2. The skeletons of spacemen, unzipper me with love Hermaphrodite in style, you crash upon a star 1.) I was riding in your car in san francisco, but I'm never gonna ride with you again. 2.) A man's gotta know his limitations, briggs I would ramble on through time and space, just to have a butcher's at your face 1.) The way you look and all the things you said 2.) If looks could kill, then baby, I'd be dead 1+2.) Ain't no way I'm gonna be anything I oughtta be. All I wanna do is be your creature. 3.) Ain't no way I'm gonna be anything I want to be. All I want to do is be your teacher. 1+2.) I wanna destroy you 3.) And when I have destroyed you I'll come picking at your bones 4.) You won't have a single atom left to call your own Sometimes I wish I was a pretty girl, so I could wreck myself in the shower (II) Sometimes I wish I was a pretty girl, so I could wreck myself in the shower Maureen and the meatpackers (II) Maureen and the meatpackers The face of death is my best friend I get run over by the cars she used to drive, they recognize me on the street I used to say I love you Seems like you were in a glass hotel He's in every film, sometimes wearing a towel, and if you don't get him, you get andie macdowell. 1.) I was the pulse of it all, but there's always poison to drink alone or to share with friends 2.) Sincerely I remain, arthur kane ¡olé, tarantula! My wife can't swim but neither could she, and deep in the sea, she's waiting for me, she's waiting for me Whoo my, it's fine, got a zipper in my spine The abandoned brain Bloody red bats, squelching offal I dream of antwoman, with her audrey hepburn feelers, and her black and white stripes Girls were decked with flowers and violated while boys spat juice from out of their fresh young bulbs She walks like a leopard, her feet padding down, down, down (I) She walks like a leopard, her feet padding down, down, down (II) Old lady bent like a question mark, with a shopping bag and skin of bark Dennis and the experts The executioner of love Daisy bomb The ghost ship Alright, yeah A creature from the future from way out when Verdegris, verdegris, verdegris, verdegris, verdegris, verdegris Can you really screw the wanger up high? The ghost in you Left: a creature that is sleekly groomed right: some poor soul that is alone and doomed My wife and my dead wife The raging muse Alright, yeah (in swedish) The shuffle man The queen of eyes, with her carapace shell and her black lace thighs The raging muse Balloon man blew up in my hands Flavour of night Lady waters and the hooded one A raymond chandler evening at the end of someone's day Tongues of fire hissing through the dark and tropical night, drawn by nubian slaves Grooving on a inner plane Queen elvis Queen elvis II Serpent at the gates of wisdom Tell me about your drugs, morris The devil's coachman A fiend before the shrine A couple of clones in a rock 'n' roll toilet Being just contaminates the void Underwater moonlight sets the body free You are an insect mother, and I your jelly son Somebody rang the cheese alarm Take your knife out of my back Sinister but she was happy One long pair of eyes Furry green atom bowl Said the vicar to the waitress, "the best thing about you is your waist." A can of bees Victorian squid It's strange how no one else can see I suddenly found myself underneath a bucket, but there was nobody else there except some cement, so I went home wearing the wrong head Slipping you the midnight fish Little priestess I've got the hots for you Adoration of the city The devil's coachman Kiss the lips of forever and inhale her tawny breath [?tweet, since deleted.?] I'm a doorway leading to the dark, I'm a liquid you're dissolving in Like all great jazzers, god doesn’t want to repeat herself This horrible age of abuse and decay Listening to the higsons I'm in love with a beautiful girl Syd barrett's last session, he can't sing anymore Trams of old london Raymond and the wires It's only a mistake as long as you keep making it Happy the golden prince Your baby's gladys, she move like a worm Underwater moonlight The wreck of the arthur lee I'm a memory, engraved upon your soul The green boy The queen of eyes I often dream of trains A million sprats in conical hats who are oozing in the sea Creeped out american girl The man with the lightbulb head Mr. Tong and his friends Ye sleeping knights of jesus Goodnight oslo Here I am again, it's no surprise From tromso down to kirstiansand, they're waiting for the dark that never comes She had one long pair of eyes between her That damn thing swallowing you A cool bug rumble in a shower of sparks 1.) They call me dr. Sticky because I'm so practical 2.) They call me dr. Sticky, I don't regret it at all The soft boys I'm looking for the golden road to socialism The unpleasant stain The man who invented himself A charming and dangerous guy The face of death You and oblivion Wendy brought asparagus, and lawnmowers, and felt The aetheric plane, above all pleasure and all pain The kind of girl that really does need bandaging The flavour of night Dissipate in wonder through your wide open star Ghastly mellow saxophones all over the floor Stand back, dennis! The universe is based on sullen entropy Tropical flesh mandala A taxidermist looking for a fight A raymond chandler evening at the end of someone's day Young people scream, but the old, they can't hear what they say Let your weaknesses sink to their own murky depths and mutter amongst themselves I'm gonna see what the shuffleman saw Uncorrected personality traits that seem whimsical in a child may prove to be ugly in a fully grown adult The warm creation of a sigh Funky denim wonderland A man with a woman's shadow There's nothing in the future and there's nothing in the past, there is only this one moment and you've got to make it last Lucifer in frognal Don't talk to me about gene hackman The steaming air, as hot as sprouts It rained like a slow divorce Wading through a ventilator Tennessee clouds mean business The organism rapes itself Old pervert Daisy bomb September cones Birds in perspex Plato, pluto, monroe, garbo, all between the sheets. Sometimes I wish I was a pretty girl There's a butterfly on my face, and I'm a number in a drawer Mike Kupietz , a reluctant scion of the postmodern age, is larger on the inside than the outside: perhaps not a composer, but a producer and arranger of sounds; nor a writer, but an avid writer-down; an occasional author of doggerel; an erstwhile urban hermit; and privately a man of very great ardor. He is, if now resigned to never succeeding at those personal and artistic pursuits he holds most dear, unwavering in his determination to fail at them as entertainingly as possible. He is currently in what he calls the "red bathrobe period" of his life. If you're wondering what all this has to do with FileMaker development or IT consulting: you done taken the wrong turn, this river don't go to Aintry—Mike's professional services are on his San Francisco FileMaker Pro consulting website. 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