things are getting out of hand
05:38 | 18-02-2012 | AI, Architecture, Art, Internet, Lifeform | 1 Comment
волшебная[1] навигация:
It’s a ship, atop the Southbank Centre in the heart of London, looking out across the Thames.
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I wanted to make the ship move, and I wanted to make it speak, and I wanted to speak back to it, with it, together. To make something.
A Ship Adrift takes the data from that weather station and applies it to an imaginary airship piloted by a lost, mad AI autopilot. The ship is drifting because the pilot is mad or the pilot is mad because the ship is drifting; it doesn’t really matter.
If the wind whips eastwards across the roof of the Southbank centre at 5mph, then the Ship Adrift floats five miles to the East. See the sharp tack the Ship made on the night of the 27th / 28th January? <...>
As the Ship drifts, it looks around itself. It doesn’t know where it is, but it is listening. It’s listening out for tweets and foursquare check-ins and posts on dating sites and geotagged Wikipedia articles and it is remembering them and it is trying to make something out of them. It is trying to understand.
The ship is lost, and I don’t know where it’s going. I don’t know what it’s going to learn, but I want to work with it to tell some stories. I want to build a system for cooperating with software and chance.
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[1] — Джеймс Бридл, автор, так же верно подмечает удивительное, говоря об интернет-ботах, этих заблудившихся дети эпохи.
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