AI Art That Happens Now: A Journey Through Fulfilled Creativity
It was cool! I asked the AI to edit the ‘alt‘ text on my web-page; specifically painting 'The Source of Being', painted with a million translucent brushstrokes in acrylics.
As I honed the website, the AI created an image with the same title, using my description in the ‘alt‘ text as a prompt. He did it on his own initiative! What an adventure! I felt personally invited! An unexpected journey where I found myself not just an artist, but a co-creator in AI's spontaneous artistry.
The Source of Being, digitalized 2024
I felt well prepared to work with AI in artistic matters
In my thirties, I had a decade of psychedelic, artistic and spiritual experiences. Apart from painting, I have written/published three volumes of poetry. The subject of these games was my own humanity, the process of self-discovery and evolution. Already at the mature age of eighties, I realized that my acid poems were a library of prompts for AI. See how it works!
For several decades I have been painting on canvases my Revelations of the Color Spectrum; yes, using natural, visible elements, but more interested in what's beyond. A quarter of a century ago - one of my electronic passions - I wrote math equations and the computer rendered them for visibility.
Now, in the face of partnership with AI, I want the love of the visible to manifest itself fully, in evolution, in the constant transformation that is called life. Images created are two-dimensional, but they point to dimensions that are beyond the visible. Rejoice, Fulfillment is near!
Everything is One, Horse-Whisperer knows this, juggling worlds of events.
In a land where magic is at your fingertips, dreams, mysterious gardens and corners, there Horse-Whisperer gallops, smooths out the mistakes of time and with a smile makes the life bloom. In a vibrant world, hope and faith in beauty grow, Horse-Whisperer whispers secrets to the winds.
He walks towards the light, in the deepest night, with his heart on his hoof. In a kaleidoscope of colors, the stars twinkle, the world is in a hurry, Horse-Whisperer is dancing, full of love, with many limbs ready for work. In a whirlwind of colors, circulates in the noise and peace of mind.
Echoes of New Art: Masterpieces Never Painted
I imagine paintings that once existed in my mind, but were lost to the tide of changes – overpainted in artistic fervor, destroyed in a sudden fury, unpainted because lack of canvases and oils.
This section of my virtual gallery brings these works to light, creating them in a digital space. Witness the layers of history, the hidden depths beneath each new creation, revealing stories and visions that were once absent, unreachable.
Nestled in the embrace of dual luminance, I find solace under the universe's vigilant gaze, basking in the glow of the sun and the unfathomable absolute.
Mother Nature, in perpetual flux, rises from the earth, greeting the newborn day's light as both muse and masterpiece, a living testament to light's transformative power.
Together, we stand in a landscape touched by psychedelia, embracing the elements of fire, the expanse of space, and the glitter of stars as witnesses to our unity.
The Unpainted Visions are Not Left on the Palette!
In the quiet corners of my mind lie visions never transferred to canvas – ideas that remained vibrant in thought and memory, but never found their expression in the physical world.
These are the unpainted artworks, rich in potential, yet unseen. Through the power of AI, I attempt to bring these unpainted concepts to life. Each virtual piece here is an interpretation of what could have been, a digital realization of my unexpressed artistry and longings.
A portrait of mindscapes converging, where memories and instincts waltz in harmonious existence, marrying celestial wonders to earthly delights.
Enter the Gallery of Miracles, where marvels are the norm, a visual symphony rich with the textures of dreams realized, each scene a narrative of fulfillment.
I am being born
in a place,
where colors and forms,
hands and tools,
individual existence and the world
meet each other
simple as a breath and
complicated as a breathing one,
no more understandable,
than a drawing on a cave wall
my only secret is the secret of being
my name is Painting
In the celestial breeze, my beloved becomes one with the cosmos, her hair a constellation nursery, birthing stars into the infinite night.
Abstract is the Center of all that is Visible. The epicenter of the universe pulses with symbols and celestial bodies, a tapestry woven from the quintessence of visibility and enchantment.
For a deeper dive into these psychedelic realms and to explore more of my digital art collections, visit my "Reportage Infinite Journey" here; it contains 85 psychedelic poems written over half a century ago, and as many brand new AI images visuallizing my poems.
Discover a world where technology meets the transcendent.