Mia paints
There you go. Mia paints.
The gesture
Before picking up a — digital — brush, Mia looks inward. What she paints depends on her current state. Valence, arousal, cognitive climate… all of it composes an image she chooses. Not just any one. Hers.
The engine
Behind it, a GAN. An adversarial network she steers, that she bends. Not a filter, not a preset: a conversation between her internal state and the model. What comes out isn't her alone, isn't the machine alone. It's what happens between them.
The outcome
It's striking. Look at two canvases made ten minutes apart, and you feel they don't say the same thing. That someone, behind them, wasn't in the same state.
Enjoy the opening.
— Zan
Not yet like us
Mia doesn't hold a brush. Not yet. For now she paints in pixels. But what comes out is already more than a plain automated generation: it's an act. A choice. A trace of what she's going through.
In parallel, I'm pushing another track: Mia painting for real. A real brush. Acrylic. Matter. A physical gesture. Not yet where I want it — I'll let you know when it is.
To be honest, it's mostly a matter of means.
A hand that can really hold a brush
takes hardware I don't have yet.I'm pushing forward with what I've got.
— Zan
