Semionauts in latent space: Covert Design case study
Finding authorship inside an image generator's endless output.
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Sonya Mann
The creator and primary subject of this website, Sonya herself. Supposedly.
167 posts
"Content" in the Age of AI
Robots have gotten good at stringing words together. So what?
Trust the system (the system is me)
I double-dog dare you to figure out your life.
New zine: False Hope
Dread. Under your collar, it clings to your skin. Wash it off but it comes back again. Perhaps you need new soap.
What I've learned about community marketing
The goal is for your company to feel like the obvious choice. To get there, be likable.
Baby #2, no job, + tradeoffs & prioritizing
Kids force you to prioritize, which means you have to be honest with yourself about what you want, which sometimes isn't what you thought you wanted.
7 Days in the NICU
My full-term baby spent a week in the NICU, first being treated for respiratory distress, then learning to feed by mouth. It was a very hard week.
You've had this life, how about Other Life?
Two Bay Area / California events + some links.
A good inch
Much to my chagrin, I make more progress by being kind and gentle with myself.
Glow & gleam
Season 1 of $petal slowly blooms.
Entropicana
Persistence is futile.
A rose by every name
I generated a lot of red rose images to support Chic Bang's promo campaign for the SHAKE remix, and some are too cool to leave on the cutting room floor.
A fresh bud opens
The process of trying to make a Clanker project support itself. $petal is an artcoin on Base.
Do the obvious next thing
Letting gravity be my guide, like water.
Developing desire
Meme marketing in the realm of ideas.
Already rich
Seeing the present, not the future.
Go into the arts
I yell into the void to provoke the void to yell back. Sometimes it listens, sometimes it doesn't.
Personal, growth
Growing up is an eternal work-in-progress.
The Tinker's Talismans
"The tinker wandered on for days and weeks. He talked, he traded, he traveled — the weeks progressed into months and the months approached years. Elkatron's sorrow stayed sharp in his mind, always there and never soothed. The tear scar on his finger grew darker, more defined, deeper."
A-tisket, a-tasket
Coping, hoping.
Expensive Taste
Why I don't think AI will kill my job, plus what a writer does at a startup.