theres too many pokemon games where you play as a kid whos full of life and full of potential. there needs to be a pokemon game where you play as a college dropout who lives in a shitty apartment
your starter pokemon are trubbish, rattata and glameow. which symbolise the trash you keep forgetting to take out, the rats living in your walls and the stray cat you keep trying to befriend but it keeps hissing at you.
you guys dont get it its not supposed to be dark and edgy its supposed to be living in a mundane setting and slowly rediscovering the wonder in the world by going on a journey with a magical trash bag that is your friend, its about love and recovery and coping with the stress of your adult life with your friend who is made of sentient garbage
I’ve never been so attached to literal trash before
I am similarly attached to the sentient trash. Can’t wait to take him on little adventures
The problem I have with AI art now, outside of any arguments about intellectual property, effort, or “creepiness,” is that its success is still measured by whether it can pass as fully human-made . AI art was most compelling to me when it was more imperfect–that picture that confused a prompt of salmon in a river with salmon meat, those hazy dreamscapes generated by neural blender. Art movements are often informed by technological breakthroughs, and the possibilities and limits of a new medium–see the ability to paint outdoors and impressionism, or acrylic paints and post painterly abstraction. The medium is the message. I just wish more people making or consuming AI art viewed the limits of the medium and the mistranslations between human minds and algorithms as something to work with and explore, rather than a bug to be fixed.
It feels kind of like the CG animation argument. The idea that keeps being pursued, that animation indistinguishable from reality is the goal and the height of success, and not considering what can be done with “yes, this is fake, and we are running with that to see where it will take us,” like, say, Into the Spiderverse.
I loved the “see your cat pics in the style of Starry Night” type AI art.
I forget where it was but I saw jeans for sale and like they were labeled as “girlfriend cut” instead of ‘boyfriend’ and like the irony to me is that the term “boyfriend style jeans” was originally done as this weird way to heterosexualize the dangerous idea of women wearing slightly loose pants so you knew you weren’t a dyke but like apparently the use of the term “boyfriend” was like too much of a gender confusion crisis for the buyer so they had to change it *again* as opposed to just calling it “loose fitting” to begin w and now it has fully no-homo’d itself into a corner and it just sounds like yr stealing yr jeans from some butch girl yr dating
My fave quirk w boyfriend jeans is that time the gap didn’t realize that having jeans that were “boyfriend” cut and “pegged” style would turn out greater than the sum of its parts
she’s basically any smallish collection of values, for example, members of the mandelbrot set, where any small perturbation would DRASTICALLY fuck up the end result
she’s a visualization of very very small instances of chaotic (not random, but not easily calculable, like a double pendulum) behavior, but her look on the complex plane can be really pretty :)