After all: Letting pass a day of rain and sun gambling without either one really winning. Trying and struggling to brush off the greasy dust of the hours. Once again, involved into strong disputes with various inner voices, again without either one really winning or making a better point. The model doesn't know any better than echoing the loudest arguments, and maybe that's part of the very issue. (Still about to step out of the flow. Wondering whether that border of being tired enough to sleep has already been crossed again. Have a soft night wherever you are.)

#outerworld #concrete city #later that day later that night #model conversations

Clouds, slightly more dense by now. But probably still not reliable enough to bear the weight of todays backup. Or: Of context and language and confusing terms for what seems the wrong things. Tempted to get the model involved into this kind of ramifications but then again there has been enough resources spent on nothing again. Like on any other day too.

#outerworld #concrete city #office hours #moving on #model conversations

Also, elsewhere, talking large language models, image generation and everything related to that:

Miyazaki himself has called AI “an insult to life itself,” while fans of his work happily and unwittingly feed the hungry AI machinery with opportunities for iterative practice, helpful feedback, and subtle signals for improving the technology along the way. All while completely disregarding the crooked practices that went into sourcing content for the models, and totally disrespecting the opinions and wishes of the creators of the original art upon which these cheap derivative imitations are fabricated.

Watching this happen is really frustrating. Watching artists see the time and talent and passion that they put into their work being so casually devalued by an increasingly effective array of smoke and mirrors (while simultaneously witnessing the harmful ecological side-effects, as some kind of demented cherry on top) is even more frustrating. And then for me, personally, being asked to weigh in on this, to take a strong position and ban the use of this technology within the omg.lol community, well, that’s extra frustrating. But it’s happened a few times in the past 24 hours, and so here I am talking about it now.


I'm having quite mixed opinions on most of the AI and LLM topic going on out there for a bunch of reasons, somewhere in between the general attempt to be basically open in regards to benefits and hazards, advantages and negative side-effects of whichever tool comes up next - and bad gut feelings on many different levels, including distribution of power due to model control, hardware costs, energy consumption, infrastructure spent on such tools, and including effects like these. For this very aspect and in this situation however, once again I completely side with Adam and his rather well-written article, as well as the conclusions he is about to make here. Worth reading.

omglol.news/2025/04/02/we-have…

#linkdump #artificial intelligence #model conversations

The Omg Lol Times · We have to talk about AI “art”

8am and on. Still trying to come up with a better question to make sense of the models answers. Still unsure. And once again feeling unsettling traces of mismatch between professional attitude and personal mindset. Breathing into the tea mug. And waiting for mental dust to settle.

#concrete city #where we do what we do #innerworld #model conversations #technology and its amazing consequences

(Too: Closing browser tabs the night left open. Unsure which random insights led into the murky world of old Unix derivatives and same as old VAX machines. The model doesn't know either. Maybe that odd nostalgia about technology being both advanced and still archaic, that roots in yesterday while increasingly overwhelmed by the new walls of todays tools and toys.)

#outerworld #home office hours #legacy technology #moving on moving fast #model conversations

Closing in on 4pm. Considering man/machine interaction. Talking to the model, processing responses, trying, failing, trying again. Clashing of erratic moods with deterministic systems. Soft blue gradients behind slightly stained windows, a fly in afternoon light, and the plethora of ringtones used by people in the buildings across the street. Too nervous too loud.

#outerworld #concrete city #office hours #where we are we are #model conversations

4pm and on. Not searching, still surprise findings. Afternoons derailed, slightly confused, pondering quantity and quality again and left a bit dissatisfied. Also: Documentation woes, as always. The challenge of knowing in advance what will be needed later on. The model has no idea either and remains quiet.

#outerworld #concrete city #later that day #office hours #model conversations

(The whitepaper insists on the fact that a particular component of the software is about to "open itself" whenever needed and somehow this wording feels more than just a little bit intimidating. Even though the model doesn't really object. Thin lines between artificial intelligence and artificial gut feeling.)

#outerworld #model conversations #office hours #afternoon city blues

Heading for 4pm. Inbox cut to a bearable size. Trying to remember which of the open windows served which particular purpose, to notice some froze in the meantime. Not reconnecting for now. Discussing certain technical aspects with the model. Hope it did understand, by now. But not sure here, either.

#outerworld #concrete city #model conversations #office hours

4pm and on. The heat of day, somewhat drained, a bit exhausted, experiencing the usual difficulties of keeping inner monkeys quiet. The models current responses are no help here, but maybe they're just amplifying the overall mood. (Moving on, a bit more. Long list, short weeks, even while it's just Tuesday.)

#outerworld #concrete city #office hours #model conversations