Wandering through the memories of a Tokyo night in Shinjuku.
It is striking how much exploring latent space resembles wandering through a city.
In urban strolling, a form emerges—guided by the discovery of patterns that stop us, intrigue us, and make us retrace our steps to better understand them. This trajectory is the translation of the city’s aesthetic experience.
The same applies to latent space. It is an as-yet unexplored, ever-renewed territory whose contours we chart through our wanderings. The imprint left by our exploration aspires to reflect our own personal culture.
AI is not a tool. Would we say that cinema is one? In his Histoire(s) du Cinéma, Godard showed what cinema had seen of us throughout the twentieth century.
The vector space appears as a new language, just as cinematic montage was in the past century—one we must learn in order to better understand the time in which we live.
Megalopolis
