#modelconversations — Public Fediverse posts

Innehalten am Fenster: Heimbüro Krähen Morgenverkehr Neonleuchten in anderen Küchen rasende Wolken und ein wenig Sonne in den Rissen. Immerhin. Modelldiskussionen, falsche Fragen, fragwürdige Antworten und wiederholt ein ungutes Gefühl zu Hierarchien und der Überlegung, wer wen wie steuert. Nach 7 und immer noch ein wenig Nacht.

#outerworld #home office hours #concrete city #where we do what we do #model conversations

4pm and on. Derailed machines, flakey models. It's easy to mislead things by adding structure, and always hard to figure out where processes went wrong. Meanwhile, city's getting dressed in its afternoon clothes, yawning into a half-empty coffee mug, letting go of another day that feels like it didn't really wake up at all.

#outerworld #concrete city #home office hours #model conversations #where we do what we do

3pm and on. Machines stumble and stutter and get lost within themselves. Fragmented memories, blocked threads, odd requests and wrong answers only. Documentation missing. Shadowplay on white walls. The inner autumn in dire need of more flowers and colours.

#outerworld #concrete city #office hours #model conversations #stories of codes and constellations

Somewhere in between spoken words and written thoughts: Listening, pondering, trying to find a straight individual position on complex topics. And a good middle ground between visions promoted by others and visions one would like to see implemented at some point. Closing in on 4pm, avoiding the model even knowing it won't go away for now.

#outerworld #concrete city #later that afternoon #home office hours #model conversations

And then rain grew stronger again. Drops running down stained windows, leaving clean tracks and a slightly clearer world view. Neighbour kids on their way home, a bunch of colourful umbrellas on the sidewalk, and rubber boots splashing through dirty water. 3pm and on. Remote model, poor performances, no response. Just more questions.

#outerworld #concrete city #home office hours #model conversations

Wetterphänomene auf offener Straße. Nieselregen der dichteren Sorte. Eine Batman-Figur, vor der Geschenkekiste des Nachbarhauses, schmutzig und von einem kleinen See umgeben. Im Supermarkt des geringsten Misstrauens hat sich der Pfandautomat wieder einmal dem Streik der Kassenterminals angeschlossen, ein nervöses Piepsen schallt durch den Eingangsbereich, und hinter dem dunklen tiefen Loch erkennt man zwei Hände und ein Auge, unschlüssig über blockierten Bändern. Dinge dauern. Maschinen widersprechen. Das Modell liefert keine Antworten, nur die Erinnerungen an kommende blaue Segmente des Kalenders bleiben stetig und verlässlich wie der Fluss der Stunden.

#outerworld #concrete city #home office hours #where we do what we do #model conversations #sdgm

Später zwischen den Abschnitten, Rauschen hinter einem schwachen Signal. Texte werden zu Fragmenten zerrissen, Bedeutungen reduzieren sich auf kalte Zahlen und die Vergleiche lassen unklare Erkenntnisse wachsen. Gefangen in Überlegungen, an welche Stelle die entsprechenden Notizen gehören und ob die andere Passagen ergänzen oder vollständig ersetzen. Eine Motte unter der Jalousie, Staubteilchen im Nachmittagslicht, plötzlich Sonne und Wärme. Der Raum versucht sich ein anderes Erscheinungsbild zu geben, was nur teilweise gelingt. Der Wind schweigt.

#outerworld #home office hours #concrete city #model conversations #the stories along the lines

Entlang des Weges: Der Wetterwechsel, der plötzliche feine Regen, die nassen Steine und Schuhe. Dann Büroküche, Büroflur, Schreibtisch, Kalender. Ein Modell, eine wie immer unbefriedigende Antwort, Schulterzucken und das Gefühl ausgeprägter Reibung an nur allzu vielen Stellen. Noch sammeln sich die Stunden.

#outerworld #concrete city #model conversations #where we do what we do #office hours

After all: Letting pass a day of rain and sun gambling without either one really winning. Trying and struggling to brush off the greasy dust of the hours. Once again, involved into strong disputes with various inner voices, again without either one really winning or making a better point. The model doesn't know any better than echoing the loudest arguments, and maybe that's part of the very issue. (Still about to step out of the flow. Wondering whether that border of being tired enough to sleep has already been crossed again. Have a soft night wherever you are.)

#outerworld #concrete city #later that day later that night #model conversations

Clouds, slightly more dense by now. But probably still not reliable enough to bear the weight of todays backup. Or: Of context and language and confusing terms for what seems the wrong things. Tempted to get the model involved into this kind of ramifications but then again there has been enough resources spent on nothing again. Like on any other day too.

#outerworld #concrete city #office hours #moving on #model conversations

Also, elsewhere, talking large language models, image generation and everything related to that:

Miyazaki himself has called AI “an insult to life itself,” while fans of his work happily and unwittingly feed the hungry AI machinery with opportunities for iterative practice, helpful feedback, and subtle signals for improving the technology along the way. All while completely disregarding the crooked practices that went into sourcing content for the models, and totally disrespecting the opinions and wishes of the creators of the original art upon which these cheap derivative imitations are fabricated.

Watching this happen is really frustrating. Watching artists see the time and talent and passion that they put into their work being so casually devalued by an increasingly effective array of smoke and mirrors (while simultaneously witnessing the harmful ecological side-effects, as some kind of demented cherry on top) is even more frustrating. And then for me, personally, being asked to weigh in on this, to take a strong position and ban the use of this technology within the omg.lol community, well, that’s extra frustrating. But it’s happened a few times in the past 24 hours, and so here I am talking about it now.

I'm having quite mixed opinions on most of the AI and LLM topic going on out there for a bunch of reasons, somewhere in between the general attempt to be basically open in regards to benefits and hazards, advantages and negative side-effects of whichever tool comes up next - and bad gut feelings on many different levels, including distribution of power due to model control, hardware costs, energy consumption, infrastructure spent on such tools, and including effects like these. For this very aspect and in this situation however, once again I completely side with Adam and his rather well-written article, as well as the conclusions he is about to make here. Worth reading.

omglol.news/2025/04/02/we-have…

#linkdump #artificial intelligence #model conversations

8am and on. Still trying to come up with a better question to make sense of the models answers. Still unsure. And once again feeling unsettling traces of mismatch between professional attitude and personal mindset. Breathing into the tea mug. And waiting for mental dust to settle.

#concrete city #where we do what we do #innerworld #model conversations #technology and its amazing consequences

(Too: Closing browser tabs the night left open. Unsure which random insights led into the murky world of old Unix derivatives and same as old VAX machines. The model doesn't know either. Maybe that odd nostalgia about technology being both advanced and still archaic, that roots in yesterday while increasingly overwhelmed by the new walls of todays tools and toys.)

#outerworld #home office hours #legacy technology #moving on moving fast #model conversations

Closing in on 4pm. Considering man/machine interaction. Talking to the model, processing responses, trying, failing, trying again. Clashing of erratic moods with deterministic systems. Soft blue gradients behind slightly stained windows, a fly in afternoon light, and the plethora of ringtones used by people in the buildings across the street. Too nervous too loud.

#outerworld #concrete city #office hours #where we are we are #model conversations