Day of the Beachhead, 24th of Summer, 525 M.E. (Betelgeuse): As you can see, the AI image generator Midjourney has just released its new video mode. I'm excited about the creative possibilities, but my god, brace yourself for the incoming wave of celebrity fakes, disinfo, agitprop, and bullshit. I'm not going to be the one to do it, but I can't wait to see the inevitable videos of Trump getting pegged by Putin, of feral dogs attacking Christi Noem, of J.D. Vance and Lindsey Graham flirting with bears in a gay bar.     

The supreme question about a work of art, Joyce tells me in today's reading, is out of how deep a life does it spring. Art has to reveal to us ideas. A computer, no matter how sophisticated, has no life at all and no ideas of its own, so can art sprung from a machine even be called "art"? Or is the art, Suches it is, not in the generation of the image, but in the prompts, the editing, the selection, and the sequencing?     

Today's post is as much a test as anything else - to see how the Midjourney model actually handles videos, what it does with my Sun Girl summer avatar, how the animations look, and how well they upload and behave on Blogger. So far, so good, or so it seems. I'm going to use this technology in service of whatever it is I'm trying to say each day (which is to say, rubbish) and try to avoid misuse and evil. That's my vow, that's the precept I'll follow. At least until I inevitably break it. 

Any ideas, suggestions, advice, or requests will be duly considered.