A reminder that I’m nothing A reminder that I hate A reminder that I’m running From that horrible thing called fate. Nothing into something, and back to nothing again You used to make my world go round, and spin and spin and spin. Perched between mirth and sin, we found a lovely spot I should…
In a previous post I tried making dragons with not much success. This time I’m just using an existing model for creating people (see thispersondoesnotexist.com). As you can see the model produces very photorealistic images of people that are completely imagined. The general architecture of the model, a Generative Adversarial Network or GAN, is shown…
Maskne, acne Neither make me happy Am I a teenager once again? Oh God, no! Not my skin. Pimples galore Like nothing before They even wake me in the night And give me such a terrible fright. Insecurities I have fought Cleansing creams I have bought While some days I wish I was young Praises…
I don’t know very many people all that well. Sure lots of acquaintances, but the experience of really knowing someone is incredibly rare for me. There are many obstacles, but one that seems common is we feel a need to project a version of ourselves that we think other people find more palatable or likable….
