She stands, exhausted, at the centre of a circle of dead men, their bodies already vanishing beneath the fast-falling snow, her arm trembles with the effort to keep holding her sword, the adrenalin she has been running on for the last few hours has all burned away. All she can hear is the howl of the wind. All the sounds of battle seem to have stopped. She doesn’t know where her bodyguard is, nor any of her lieutenants. She wonders to herself… ‘Are we victorious?’
She has been alive for millennia, everyone she ever knew, or loved, has been dust for centuries. She once lived in castles, dressed in the finest silks… now she has no home, other than the night. She must keep moving, there is no safety for her anywhere. She is unbroken, she will endure.
I read the sad news, the other day, that some dusty old luddites in the US Copyright Office have decided that no-one can copyright AI-generated art because, in their ludicrous, totally uninformed opinions, the creation of such work does not contain ‘sufficient human control’…
… to create these four works, I produced over one hundred iterations, constantly refining them via changed prompts, getting them to where they were what I’d initially visualised…
… then I took them into Photoshop CS5.1, and made many small, but vital, adjustments…
… sure, people can hit ‘play’ and produce instant ‘art’ using Midjourney, and those people can’t really claim to have had much input ( though they have had the same amount of ‘input’ as someone hitting the button on a camera), but for some crusty fools to claim I haven’t had ‘sufficient human control’ of what I create using Mj is the decision of idiots.
Once upon a time, several thousand years from now, there were five princesses. These sisters all had ice-blue eyes, and wild hair, black as the night…
… they were all born with never-before known elemental powers…
… they were born into a war that had been raging for Millenia, born into the house of a mighty Queen deeply engaged in that war, they were the born inheritors of that fight, and, as such, were trained as warriors from the day they opened those stunning eyes…
… they were natural warriors, born leaders. Their mastery of electrical energy and the power of the wind earned them the title…
… the Stormy Knights.
Lizbeth Morningstar has a new exhibition at her Starborn Gallery…
… the gallery, itself, is a lovely piece of light and shadow, with gold-accented transparency the overall theme…
… I would describe Lizbeth’s previous work as ‘soft-focused whimsy’, with ‘Monet-like colours’, and I love her previous work. This work, however, while still soft-focus, and still wonderfully whimsical…
… has a far richer, colour-saturated palette which, if you are familiar with my own style, is a palette I adore…
… the opening for ‘Before Dawn’ is Saturday April 15, 7am-9am SLT, there will be a DJ.
I don’t have any idea where I am, or when, any more…
… I never notice the transitions, but I continue to inhabit long-dead spaces, and cannot remember the last time I saw another being…
… I appear to have been blown far off-course…
… by the winds of time that you disturbed when you left.
Hey, everyone (:
I’ve never done this, before, but this is me requesting my followers to visit another avi’s blog. I’ve been following didiyuki’s blog for a while, now, and I just don’t understand why she doesn’t get more attention. She takes lovely, thoughtful photos which, to me, should be reason enough for more attention. Please go and show her some love (:
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