I had given up on Stable Diffusion for a bit. I’d generated enough rough drafts to keep a college of artists busy for centuries. But there were also technical absurdities. Upgrading Pinokio came with a curious feature: It deleted every single image I had generated using Flux. Thousands of images? Okay, maybe only hundreds, but still, permanently and irretrievably nuked.
As alarming as that was, I was not concerned. Automatic backups to a place Pinokio could not get its tentacles into restored everything, though not without some time consumed and agita aroused.
Should this portrait from my youth have forever been anihilated?
I walked around a bunch two days ago with a recurring thought: Something stupid is about to happen to me. I don’t know what that meant. Was a drunk cyclist about to plow me down? Was a stupid interaction with a drunk individual about to change my life?
I digress. I’ll be back up and running with a different version of SD. I got Easy Diffusion going pretty quickly, though certain elements are not as easy as all that. To secure the public web interface with a password requires editing little files and restarting. No big agita but Pinokio made that accessible through a web page. Maybe ED does as well, I’ve only moved through it hurriedly. But tomorrow I expect to be cranking out SD images on my home PC from anywhere I may be. The mobile interface for ED is much more functional than Pinokio’s. I may be blaming Pinokio for what is actually the fault of some other component in all this. I get the names blurred in my mind after not using it for a few months. But when I started up Pinokio yesterday and saw that it required an upgrade I decided to find other options.
I was inspired this morning to resume this pasttime after an email account described a correspondent’s plan to sell SARIS AND HIJABS AND OTHER mUSLIM WOMEN’S GARB AT STRIP CLUBS AND ADULT ESTABLISHMENTS IN HER CITY. In the spirit of things I am going to leave that all caps incident intact. But I quickly got SD to put out some draft-quality images of such a scenario and it was something strange. Mostly a lot of boobies in a 1920s-style pencil drawing. I’ll work on it. I don’t call it image creation, but rather image direction.