Experiments on films

In continuing discussion around filmography, I ventured into something exciting recently. I earlier thought about filmography quite abstractly and non-concretely, such as here and here. Though there is no end to such questions, I made a film recently which brought many themes from these posts live.

The movie is here.

The key bit in this movie is from 0:53 to 1:33. 

The process involved creating a series of AI generated frames with varying (increasing) order of death/life ratio. The "death" essence refers to images where the interpretation is that the face-like sculpture tends towards an explosion, and the "life" essence refers to the images where the face-like sculpture is more static, alive, and like life. The key bit was intermixing a set of 20 images (with different degrees of death/life ratio) in the background with 3D renders of the sculpture (created using Photogrammetry). The 3D renders of the sculpture are less life-like compared to the face-like sculpture (which in fact is very morphed version of the real sculpture built by Binghui Song). The mathematical sequence of the addition of face-like AI generated images is in a quadratically decreasing time gaps, which gives the viewers an immediate sense of the explosion. A 5 seconds of gap before the "final explosion" makes the final frame feel like more loud than what I thought it would give, hereby, classifying this as an "art piece", built from philosophical and artistic foundations, I think that this has completed the objective that I had set forth for myself.

A countless other questions remain:

1. What is the durability of such an artform? Can it survive few decades, if not centuries?

2. How to perfectly document the aestheticization of politics around this art, because of the fact that the creation was aimed for presentation at COP29, Baku?

Water and urchins

 The space - a "possible" bed for you to flow,
once pushed, to walk, run, sprint,
respecting the rules and the conditions,
however, it is up to me to design the bed -
in the sharpest and most encompassing way possible -
so that all your untruthfulness gets exposed -
whilst you cry out there with tears telling the truth -
the truth of your sprint - 
of how the sprint wasn't just 
regular, smooth, or existent -
it was all with emotions, uncertainty, and surprises -
so much so that neither you nor me had courage to describe it -
all we could do (r.a.a.) possibly is show that it's non-existent -
because if it was existent,
then,
we would have already seen it long time back.

Good and bad

There is a lot bad in being good,

intrusive thoughts, OCD'd thoughts,

thoughts that makes us humans, with flaws,

away from the perfection or God-ness 

that also exist somewhere.

It is all bad, for it is all good:

can there be good without bad, and vice-versa.

There are some "ideal" solutions to the conundrum,

and the conundrum lies here:



Exactly! Above there.

Present-ness

Dreams, desires, plans
material, even immaterial -
abstractions, theorems, proofs,
Langlands,
all things consumes me -
for the sanity of me!
But something is missing at the core:
despite being an addiction or love to the form,
a "being" that is me, and not the form, is missing!
I am missing, for me, being consumed all in the form!

It is hard to tell what that "me" is.
There is a "mother", "father" element of me.
There is a friends, families, colleagues, mentor element of me.
There is an actor, preacher, curator, political element of me.
There is perhaps a businessman and people's man element of me.
But all of it misses "me", and that "me" is 

this above: the thing in the line above!
The absence that I truly desire!

Truth: analytical and political

Conjectures, beliefs

intuition, feeling

logic, logistic

rules, constraints

objects, people

calculation, conversation

hit and trials, bumping and talking

abstraction, elevation

theorem, law

Truth.

Sometimes primes

Is the reality discrete or continuum?

A question that used to bug me, but not much anymore!

Undecidability (Godel) bugged me, but not much anymore!

Doesn't mean that I am liberated from the question.

Perhaps the question itself is much liberated than what I am -

a man with material desires, love for all things fancy.

What's not aesthetic, ugly, unpleasant, confusing is not for me!

What for me, perhaps, still confusing-looking is -

prime numbers -

numbers onto which continuum is built - fluid is built - I am built.

Primes are attractive, are everywhere -

Cicadas mate through it, autistic brothers talk through it

Who are we to touch them, sense them -

maybe we could write a poem or find a conjecture on them!

This world without primes, will still look the same -

for we haven't seen them yet, to make any difference! :-) 

Untitled

Naino ke dware,
aane ke vaade

Bandhe aise bolo kahe
Chaukat pe dil ki aahat rakhi hai
Tako pe hai tohre saye

Un bin unhe manaye
Un bin kabhi jo unko rijhaye
Un bin chale hai mora ye jiya haye

The thing

 the painting only a blind can see

the patterns only a magician can decrypt

the "things" that exist, felt, but can't be touched

the thing that shakes your whole body up but can't be seen

the thing that attracts you, engulfs you, entrenches you, 

the thing that burns you, tires you down, wakes you up,

the thing that is craving your attention and calling you!

what is that thing! :-) 

Golden feathers

The feathers burdened down
with gold plating -
a coating - 
of all things material,
important for the mirrors to sustain -
comfort, luxury, polish, business class -
let these all sink
let the gold drip down
golden droplets on the sand -
and let the bird fly -
for it wants to fly - 
keep soaring high -
not the highs of success or anything materials -
but the highs of being high
on something transcendental -
a thing not really word-worthy 
to put on words, or in between words -
it's better left hanging up high in that sky -
just with a "platonic belief" that it exists!
How to catch it, if at all, is a mystery!

Engagement party poetry

Families and friends, beloved ladies and gentlemen,
I extend a warm embrace and welcome you for this celebration.

With frozen lakes outside, chilling winds, and broken road signs
let's cheer each other with heavy food, hugs, kisses, and divine wine

As y'll know, we are here to welcome the engagement of our glowing (#glowup) couple,
the handsome and debonair Verner, and elegant and lovely Cui.

Long time back,
Verner and Cui,
the two stars born in heaven,
glimmered and glanced
at each other
to ask:
why do they exist?
why are they seeing each other (as stars)?
and why are they so far apart?

After being born on Earth,
forgotten that they were stars,
after years and years,
they met again
in the tall, reddish Bristol halls
where knowledge blooms
so, their hearts filled up with
knowledge first, engineering first -
along the way, Cui won many awards,
and Verner accepted defeat from her!

The stars met again, and fell in love,
and here we all are to celebrate their unison -
the engagement of the "spouses in the making"!

The fairy tale has just yet started, 
the old tale of those two young stars,
who were revolving around each other,
tied back then they were with a gravitational pull -

but now it's different,
now the pull is that of
love, harmony, trust, and amity!

As we, the friends, families, and gentle souls,
gather to embrace the new couple, 
we lit up the sky nearby -
the stars, galaxies, and all things gigantic -
with dancing fireworks and weaving melodies
knitting the fabric of spacetime with 
love, friendship, and affection!
and with these things in mind,
we finally bring down the spirit of those two stars here,
to welcome and embrace 
the beautiful new duo of stars,
Verner and Cui,
Verner and Cui,
Verner and Cui.