Deep Fakes, Body Snatchers & Hands
It used to be one of the clear cut ways an expert could identify a “deep fake” was to spot oddities in the hands, like a six-fingered man, for example—”Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya; you killed my father; prepare to die.” The Princess Bride reference notwithstanding, when I learned this, I laughed out loud. […]
He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not
I remember as a little girl watching Ariel plucking a (seaweed?) flower. With a dreamy look in her eyes, she dismembers the flower in rhythm, “he loves me, he loves me not.” Of course, the last petal proclaims Eric does indeed love her, and she is overjoyed. As an adult, it seems so silly. But, […]
In Praise of Creativity
“The breathtakingly wonderful thing about [art as a reaction to the artist] is its truthfulness. Look at your work and it tells you how it is when you hold back or when you embrace. When you are lazy, your art is lazy; when you hold back, it holds back; when you hesitate, it stands there […]