This project is an experimental attempt for visualising poem with StreamDiffusion.
“Thank You” is a poem written by me, which celebrates separation. Parting ways may entailsomething painful or evoke unpleasant memories, something we may never wish to experience with ourloved ones. However, that does not mean we should perceive it solely as a negative concept. We don’thave to harbor feelings of anger or loss towards someone when we lose them; instead, we can cherishthe good memories and express gratitude towards that person for the impact they had on our lives.
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Public norms often portray detachment as a saddening occurrence, but in reality, it is a feeling that we must cherish and embrace as we continue our journey.
This work has been exhibited by Les Créatives de Demain, a NGO in Galerie Diapo.
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The project is an audio-reactive particle simulation where the speed and transformation of the particles are determined by the low-key, mid-key, high-key, rhythm, and kick data of the audio. In the next step, the outcome of the simulation has been re-rendered with Stream Diffusion. For the prompts, parts of the poem have been used.
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Living by rote has no necessity, in this hateful world
Humanity has ritualistically signed separation, pain, grudge, anger, and jealousy
There’s no need for these emotions, let’s not betray our memories
After all, at the end of the day, we are alone with them, face to face
I won’t taint my final moments with you; time is already passing swiftly
Oh, treacherous time, hours turning into seconds, slipping through our fingers
So, I won’t nourish these ugly feelings, won’t hear my anger, my resentment; I’ll shut my ears to the surroundings
These don’t belong to me; I owe you not hatred but love, gratitude
I’ll spend time with you laughing, even if it’s a farewell
I’ll listen to your voice, the rustling of leaves, the birds, the silence, like listening to music
I’ll live each moment to the fullest; let the clichés and excuses go, as they are my gods
Sometimes we’ll be silent; our actions will vouch for our conversation
Until the farewell time comes
I’m sure you’ll encourage, because you always knew the right thing
But during parting, there will be no disappointment or anger, only peace and smiles, it must be so
Because like a tree shedding its last leaf in autumn, spring will come again.