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.
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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 photograph 2.) I feel like asking a tree for an autograph 3.) Photographs don't smell 4.) 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 scratched 2.) 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
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