Here I am, exhibiting at my fourth Artomatic event! I love the energy and camaraderie here at Artomatic and I always look forward to these events.
This time, I made these three paintings exclusively for the Artomatic event. I started with three black blank canvasses and decided to apply my “discovery” technique. In the discovery technique, I a sequence of subconscious and deliberate steps to bring out and discover what has been on my mind.
This time the discovery process was particularly hard. I have been doing a very mathematical course in Machine Learning by Geoffrey Hinton while trying to complete these paintings. Two different tasks that require two different parts of the brain. After a number of false starts, the image came clear to me! Of course, it was Hinton’s equations on Backpropagation staring at me all the time. I could not understand why two backs were popping out with such clarity.
Why Deep Learning? Why not just Machine Learning? We will never know, except for the fact that it is a deep question and require deep thought!
The last painting – Training tensorflow was much simpler to understand. The real neural net in the head was trying to learn the virtual neural net by emulating the real neural net in the head. Tensorflow is a Deep Learning package from Google, wherein you simply train the network, a task any kid can do! I perceive the person climbing the learning mountain to be a young boy learning climbing while dreaming Himalayan dreams. Why climbing as against any other activity? My introduction to AI was applying the old Hill Climb Algorithm many-many moons ago.
Backpropagation using Deep Learning – 1 – Oil on canvas 18×24
Backpropagation using Deep Learning – 2 – Oil on canvas 18×24
Learning Tensorflow – Oil on canvas 18×24
Love makes the world go round. Love requires tremendous nurturing to grow from the seedlings of self and evolve to the love of each other to love of family to love of the world. It needs to be reminded not just once a year or once every day but in every moment and every in every breath.
Love represents a vague and abstract notion. Love needs to be supported by spirituality from all sides. Like the wheels of a bullock cart, it sits eagerly awaiting for its matching wheel to start moving the world again.
Love is not just a cart that carries its two passengers. It’s also a two way street, full of people who come and go, but leave marks for us to remember them forever.
I made this painting under my style of “discovery”. I start off with a big canvas and let my strokes brush out the vague ideas that might exist in my subconscious. Next, I start a conscious discovery process, where I deliberately look for items that that the subconscious had deposited. By running this discovery process several times, the final picture begins to take shape.
In this painting, I first discovered the Indian village scene, which came as no surprise. While I have never lived in an Indian village (the town of Culpeper Virginia is the closest that I have ever been to rustic living), I have driven past these small villages and towns during my childhood. These villages have left an indelible mark on me.
The next thing I discovered inside the painting was a painting of love! At that point, I knew that the solution had been attained and it was time to exit the recursion.
Love Makes the World go round and round
Oil on canvas 18×24
While the super heroes of Ayn Rand may decide to shrug and shake up the world when they feel unappreciated, our little Atlases never shrug. Little Atlases continue to slave away for the big Atlases and pseudo Atlases that Ayn Rand, so forcefully portrays in her novels as genius or evil.
Little Atlases cannot know and not do they care if the big Atlas is genius or evil. Little Atlas is only concerned in getting food to his or her family table. In the quest for getting food on the table, little Atlas endures the whims and fantasies of the Big Atlas who employs him. The other little Atlases form a huge support system, allowing each other to take breaks from their thankless back breaking tasks.
From the top view, things look smooth as Mr Roark builds his buildings. The building, a testimony to the greatness of Mr Roark, rises smoothly, inch by inch, little Atlases have been busy moving brick by brick.
Little Atlas Never Shrugs – Oll on Canvas