This is ridiculous and marvelous. Dall-E Mini is an AI model that creates images based on the prompts you give it. Maker Huggingface.co is “The AI community building the future. Build, train and deploy state-of-the-art models powered by the reference open-source in machine learning. “

The machine is learning from our prompts so throw it some curveballs. it can take 150 seconds so be patient. The servers get overwhelmed regularly.

There’s a “what you need to know” CNET story here.

Thanks to Erika for the Hockney inspiration.


“my tv antenna at different times of the year and day.” photo by Civilistjävel!

Sasha- Frere-Jones’ newsletter brings dear readers his musical finds. Always worth sampling. If you want a slow, sound experience check out Civilistjävel!

“The fastest way to learn about Civilistjävel!: try this recent DJ set on NTS and then buy Järnnätter, his fantastic new album. In a world of autopilot drone buddies and Burial weed carriers, Civilistjävel! makes an honest loaf of dread. This is gorgeous, stately, re-centering stuff. I cannot imagine a single person reading this who would not have some use for Järnnätter. There are other releases, none of them easily found.”

S/FJ interview with him.

The June issue.

The dandy Hamish Bowles is Vogue magazine’s global editor at large. Last year he was also named as the new editor-in-chief at The World of Interiors.

Bowles in his New York apartment.

The magazine has always been a lush indulgence, especially the print editions. With a few issues under his belt, it’s clear that he was the right choice by her Royal Highness Anna Wintour.

It’s not all fancy houses of the rich and famous either. He’s continued with a good mix of high and lowish-brow interiors from around the world. I’ve especially enjoyed the wallpaper coverage

As my friend said “I think it’s fitting for Hamish since he was raised by that magazine.”

WOI on Instagram

Hamish on Instagram

Chez Baldwin

Some of the sounds that filled the abode of James Baldwin in St. Paulde-Vence, a town in the south of France. These songs document the vinyl records left behind in Chez Baldwin after his death in 1987.


I second this.

Send me a postcard. 941, S. Vermont Ave., #56, LA, CA 90006.

Send me your address and I’ll send you one of mine.


Wednesday Distractions

More from the watercolor postcards. This time experimenting with crude mono-printing, or what?!

Magazine Reading:

Diane Feinstein has had quite a ride. A great job of reporting by Rebecca Traister that ties together a long public life. Unfortunately it makes the current state of her mind so frustrating and sad. Catch it in New York Magazine.


Beethoven’s Piano Concertos 1-5. Music for a slower start to the day.

Lois and her Accordion

1966. At cousin Doris and Dick’s place in the country. Everybody played instruments and sang. That’s Lois on the accordion and me clowning in the front.

My mom Lois got her first accordion when she was about 12. She was a  depression-era farm girl and such a big purchase was an extravagance.

Her dad made a deal with her that he would match any money she made picking and selling blackberries . After plenty of scrapes from the berry bushes she finally had saved enough to buy her first accordion.

She was self-taught on the piano and while the mechanics were basically the same, she was now slinging a big, huffing, and puffing machine pushing out the sounds.

Fast forward to 1967 and the divorce was in motion. Lois finally felt comfortable spending time with the fun side of her family.

The main stage was at Cousin Doris and Dick’s house in the country. Every weekend the various players, friends, and their sprawling families gathered in their living room. There was cheap beer and cigarettes. Kids were running all over the place.

Doris was lead vocals, (the voice of a country angel IMHO) guitar, and wrote many of the songs. Dick would be picking wildly on the mandoline. Lois on the accordion and harmonizing, Uncle Dale, recently back from Viet Nam, was on drums.

The music leaned heavily toward country with vocal harmonies. There was yodeling too. As well as the originals, there were some classics in the repertoire. Included were the best of Patsy Cline, Loretta Lynne, Dolly Parton and Porter Wagner, and Johnny Cash. I remember the slightly risque “Harper Valley PTA” too.

Lois did a gut wrenching version of “The Legend of the Green Beret,” an anthem to boost the morale of the soldiers in Viet Nam. … more