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Congrats on funemployment. Congrats on a perfect landing.

Last chance to see the expo! We're having a finissage tomorrow before we take everything down and send the pieces too their new homes. Come see us in #Paris near St Paul's off Rivoli!

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Artists, quote with something silly!

Artists, quote with something silly!

Artists, quote with something silly!

Just that it's measurably worse than preexisting solutions at almost everything (outside eg folding proteins), but much better at convincing its users that it holds all the answers.

One final question for you i suppose: how many Bs are there in the word "blueberry"?

Cool so sometimes it's inaccurate and you can't tell until you double check, exactly like i said above?

They don't learn things, they just chop up tokens and put them together in a lil fridge poem until it looks answer-shaped. Sometimes that answer-shaped thing is superimposable over base reality. Sometimes it isn't. And ofc you can only tell by double checking through other means, so how useful is it

They're not even search engines. Search engines will return dead links but won't make shit up or summarize things wrong (or, it turns out, tell you to unalive yourself).

Search engines capable of giving a null result. genAI cannot say "i don't know".

Part 1

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Part 2

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Part 3

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Part 4

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Part 5

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A painting of a person in a dark space. They are a lit candle, and are resting in a puddle of wax, with a placid expression. Around the painting is written the following text: Quarrelling dervish I tried once to touch the sun and broke, my body and mind melting too close to the source. Another almighty test that I, like Abraham, failed. I fell into the labyrinth to convalesce. My body healed and my mind wandered those walls, taking every left turn until I found the hollow at its core. Then, I could see. To burn brighter needn't mean half a life. Turn over, find another wick, and ignite it. The melting wax may fall and build up on both ends. A paradox, you say? Yes, that's right. I prove my humanity by my contradictions. 18x36cm

A painting of a person leaping out of a plain, brown space, into a chaotic mess of colors, blending into all the curves (or maybe, the same process in reverse). The following text is written around it: Thanksgiving Eve Like an addict, with immense effort, I extract myself from family's chaos. I build a temple of calm and hope its gravity will, at length, rescue me. Or I escape my stifling home, tuck and roll through broken glass toward freedom. The city lights shine for me like burnished youth. Or, broken on the wheel of the world, I retreat to easy familiarity. There are rules and old fights but they are worn down like old church steps. Or I want all these things and more. The only story without complication is an obituary. I break and mend, am distorted and still shine. 39x31cm

A painting of a goose confidently stepping free of its bonds and walking outdoors, into the misty rainbow mountains, into the setting sun, with the following text around it: Unwinding We're like foie gras geese, force-fed information except we control the hose. We can walk away. I did it. Cut the cord and walked. I unwound the threads that held me and followed them out of the labyrinth, through the door the spider held for me. Outside. I re-wild. I walk into misty hills. I watch the sun set for the first time in ages and hold faith that it will rise again. 61x40.5cm

Some of the finished pieces for PAINTREE (part 6). Don't squint too hard, the poems are replicated in the alt text haha.

Acrylic and print on board. Some pieces have been sold, some are available. DM me if interested, will ship internationally.

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Being an LLM hater is a good thing. I hate on LLMs like KDot hates on Drake. And it's even easier!

Deanna Troy from Star Trek: TNG saying "You pity the moth confusing a lamp for the moon, yet here you are confusing a screen for the world"

Bill Gates won't have to go to a genAI doctor. His grandkids will have real teachers.

But it's good enough for you, and for your kids and grandkids.

I mean, really, don't be a entitled queenie about it, that's his station and this is ours. /s

Anyway, fuck genAI and fuck the assholes pushing it

GenAI is a fundamentally limited technology, it cannot do any of those things well (or, tbh, anything at all). It's "good enough". "Good enough" for copy writing. "Good enough" translation. "Good enough" image generation.

"Good enough"... For who ? //

This is possible, because it's the actual goal of these companies. They want a future where you go to an AI doctor and use an AI lawyer to sue them and your kids have AI teachers. They are working really really hard to make that happen.

It shouldn't though. //

Post your favourite LOTR character. (Wrong answers only.)

Gandalf obvs

I had to look up the word Jouissance

fineliner and ink drawing of three foxes. The art style changes and develops from left to right (young art, teen art, adult art) and everything getting more detailed

🔸Day 3: persistence
Don’t give up.

#artober2025

The key to learning a language is to accept that it’s not a dignified process

genAI as a stream of "lorum ipsum diarrhea" is, i think, one of the most beautiful and most accurate analogies I've come across, the kind of metaphor that really makes you appreciate the time it takes to master the craft of writing.

Read writers, just flag "read" on slop (or, when possible, "spam")

Pigeons in center of a magical circle

Powerful magic

YouTube video by edearnest breakfast song

He always says the same things in the same way and it always makes me think of this song

There were cars in a tunnel, that is true! They weren't going quite as fast as he promised though, were they!