I’ve been playing with Google’s Deep Dream Generator on and off for nearly a year now.
“What’s that?” you ask.
Well, it’s a post-processor of sorts. You throw it a photo, choose either Deep Dream . . .
. . . or Deep Style . . .
And it works its magic based on settings you choose.
If you want to play with it, these are the links: DEEP STYLE and DEEP DREAM. Those links won’t work unless you have an account; they will instead throw you into the signup page. Once signed up, you can easily choose Dream or Style.
Yes, you need to sign up. You can use your Google ID, if you have one, or just use another e-mail. Be aware that you can get some weird things. For instance, certain settings of Deep Dream will get you lots of dog-like faces . . .
Some of them quite interesting . . .
Below is the gallery of what I’ve done so far. It’s not much because I only occasionally play with it, but it’s interesting seeing what you get by changing the settings and styles and other parameters. Some are boring, the result of experimenting with the various settings.
All of these are photos that have appeared on this blog. You might even recognize a few. Since I did not make my online gallery public, only my readers get to see my Deep Dreams.
Edited To Add: There is a public gallery where people post their works. Some of them are quite striking (much better than my drek). The gallery is HERE and you do not need an account to view it.
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