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William wrote:

I had never known of an okapi until I went to Bristol Zoo in my early teens and they had two okapi.

A male and a female. I remember one of them licking with a huge tongue a bright blue cylinder that was mounted high up. The keeper said it contained copper for them.

I have ever since been interested in them.

Today I learned that okapis are the only known mammals that can lick their own ears! Their tongues are 35 to 45 cm (14 to 18 in) long.

“Welcome to the present moment. Here. Now. The only moment there ever is.”
― Eckhart Tolle

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I went to Bing Chat AI and before I entered anything I was offered the following preset prompt, which I accepted.

Generate an image of a robot ballerina twirling in a field of digital flowers



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Please produce an original chalk drawing using Venetian Red chalk. A lady reading haiku to an elephant.

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William

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Prompt: “A chalk drawing of an elephant, using Venetian Red chalk.”

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It looks as though the elephant may be using the chalk here!

“Welcome to the present moment. Here. Now. The only moment there ever is.”
― Eckhart Tolle

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Prompt: “A drawing of an elephant, made with Venetian Red chalk.”

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“Welcome to the present moment. Here. Now. The only moment there ever is.”
― Eckhart Tolle

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Gencraft version using the prompt “A drawing of an elephant, made with Venetian Red chalk”:

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“Welcome to the present moment. Here. Now. The only moment there ever is.”
― Eckhart Tolle

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Please produce an original painting inspired by the following song lyrics.
She sits reading haiku
She sits for a while
Some make her think
A few make her smile
Some make her dream softly
Of a certain young man
Some of the blossom
In the spring in Japan
She sits reading haiku
Printed books allow
Events written long ago
Happening now
Five syllables, then seven
Now a further five
Thought and ingenuity
Haiku writers strive
She sits reading haiku
Words dance beneath her eyes
As an astrolabe of brass
Can model starry skies
She sits reading haiku
Ideas unfold
Set in a laid down pattern
A story is told


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From some time ago.


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bump

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The picture in my previous post was originally posted in the thread

Calculating square roots by hand

https://punster.me/serif/viewtopic.php?id=971

The prompt that I authored and used was as follows.

Please produce an original landscape impressionist painting.
A cave painting of an ox.

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Noswaith dda, Draig, ble mae'r pannas?

Good evening, Dragon, where are the parsnips?



The first sentence was a sentence in the Duolingo Welsh course.

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[WJGO]
Please produce an original painting.
Noswaith dda, Draig, ble mae'r pannas?

[Copilot]
Your magical Welsh garden scene is on its way! [redacted dragon emoji] [redacted stars emoji] I pictured that greeting as a playful invitation into a twilight world of dragons and vegetables—pure fantasy with a touch of cozy countryside charm.

Let’s see where the dragon’s quest for parsnips leads…


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[WJGO]
Can you remove the parsnips from the basket so that the lady is holding an empty basket please?

[Copilot]
Here comes your updated painting—with a basket now as empty as the dragon’s snack stash! [redacted leaf emoji?] The lady’s quest for pannas just got a little more urgent… let’s see how she fares!


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I entered the lyrics into Copilot and Copilot offered to produce an image and I accepted.

Snowball in Cincinnati in July

William Overington

This song was written in July 2007.

(instrumental jazz introduction)

A Snowball in Cincinnati
On a July afternoon
The chances are
that it would melt
Very, very soon
I had got to know you
I had seen you around
We'd talked on an occasion or two
Like those of a snowball in Cincinnati in July
I thought my chances with you

(two lines of instrumental)

Tuesday afternoon
The art gallery foyer
Albert and his band
Playing ragtime
Practising for Saturday
For the concert that is planned
I saw you there
I caught your eye
You glanced for a moment or two
Like those of a snowball in Cincinnati in July
I thought my chances with you

(Next an instrumental verse, with a jazz trombone as a featured instrument)

A probability amplifier
Appeared upon the scene
And though July
snowflakes fell
and made a wintry scene
Heptagonal-shaped snowflakes
In pastel colours too
The snowball survived in Cincinnati in July
And all my dreams came true
Yes the snowball survived in Cincinnati in July
And all my dreams came true

(more instrumental jazz)

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Decoration Through Time

William Overington

She walks out onto the very back of the stage, to our left. She walks forward past the small orchestra. There is a microphone for her on a stand near the front of the stage, to our left. Two backing singers, one male, one female, are already at a microphone half way back on the stage to our right. She reaches her microphone. Her arms are straight by her side. The lights go down around her. She, in her long dress, is illuminated by a spotlight; orchestra and backing singers are bathed in turquoise light. She speaks.

"Hello everyone. I'd like to sing a new song, with lyrics written in England in February and March of 1998. It's called 'Decoration Through Time'."

She waits for the orchestra to start the performance. Quietness. She knows that the backing singers will first sing two lines, then she will sing alone and the whole audience will be focused on her every word. She remembers the directions to sing slowly and meaningfully. We see the conductor raise his baton, though he is behind her and she does not see him. She hears the music start.

          Delight in the decorations
          Which have survived through time
As a potter makes a work of art
With hand movements like mime
The methods are so similar
To those of ancient time
Though time flows ever onwards
Not to return again
Though days are gone for ever
Some ceramic things remain
          Though those days are gone for ever
          Some ceramic things remain
As a builder digs foundations
Some pottery in the ground
Once used, long broken and forgotten
In modern times is found
Collected now as history
Remains of times long passed
For though those days are gone in time
Their artists work still lasts
          For although those days are gone in time
          Their artists work still lasts
Clay that was so pliable
Fire that was so fierce
Ceramic made from both of them
Survives so many years
Delight in the decorations
Which time will never tire
Deliberate choice made there and then
Sealed in the clay by fire
          By deliberate choice made there and then
          Sealed in the clay by fire


As the orchestra plays the final notes of the music she knows that the performance is almost, though not yet quite, over, yet her part is complete. As the music stops, she will learn the reaction of the audience.

Song lyrics written by William Overington in February and March 1998
Creative setting written by William Overington in May 1998
Copyright 1998 William Overington

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Roses From Rootstock

William Overington

She is in the television studio with an audience. She is again starring in the creative writing scenario wherein a television company has decided to make a television programme series called English Volksmusik which is to be shown on Thursday evenings. This is the second of the two songs which she has been contracted to perform. For this song she is singing alone. She is wearing a long slightly pink dress, the colour of wild roses. This is a slow, romantic ballad. She has words to sing to herself at the introduction and between verses in order to keep good timing. There will be a strings orchestra playing all the time. In the introduction and between verses a trumpet soloist will feature. The stage is decorated with plants. There is a clear, wide walkway for her. She walks forward. Music plays.

          (Now roses from rootstock)
          (Are high in the air)
In a garden
A grafted rose
Was once set to grow
Fine genes on the top
With rootstock below
Yet a shoot from the rootstock
Took a chance that was there
Now roses from rootstock
Are high in the air
Yes roses from rootstock
Are high in the air
          (Yes roses from rootstock)
          (Are high in the air)
Now the stem from the rootstock
Then started to branch
With long stems abounding
And forming an arch
And the sprays of the flowers
Now interlink
And the roses from rootstock
Are delicate pink
Yes the roses from rootstock
Are delicate pink
          (Yes the roses from rootstock)
          (Are delicate pink)
The roses from rootstock
Are quite simple flowers
Their quietness is such
One could watch them for hours
And the roses from rootstock
Of such simple kind
Give quiet contentment
And peace in the mind
They give quiet contentment
And peace in the mind
          (They give quiet contentment)
          (And peace in the mind)

Song lyrics and creative setting written by William Overington
Copyright 1998 William Overington

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Pick Your Own

William Overington

A day in the English countryside. She is starring in a creative writing scenario wherein a television company has decided to make a television programme series called English Volksmusik which is to be shown on Thursday evenings. She has been contracted to perform two songs. One will be in the studio, but this one is to be filmed on location, here in this large 'Pick Your Own' orchard where people can visit, pick fruit from trees and then pay for them and take them home. The phrase 'Pick Your Own' is a play on words as 'pick' can mean to pick the fruit from the tree and also 'pick' can mean to choose which individual fruits one wishes. In a 'Pick Your Own' orchard one does both of these. Usually she sings alone, except perhaps for backing singers, but today she is to be part of a duet with another female singer. This is the idea of the television company who wish to produce an English language version of the volksmusik programmes that are often on German television. A fairly regular feature of such programmes are female duets, singing, often with a combination of singing and walking, fairly fast songs with catchy, swing along lyrics. The television company wishes to give this German style presentation to the programme. The idea is not to create a programme of English Folk Music, but to create an English language version of German Volksmusik. Indeed, many of the musicians are over here from Germany, including the five member band that is here in the fruit orchards today with her. She and the other singer have practised the song in the studio and have had a walk through of their route amongst the rows of apple trees. This is a fairly fast song with catchy, swing along lyrics. Several camera crews are here, some static, some in motion. Several takes may be necessary, but now it is time for the first filmed performance. They are to start walking so that they line up with the 'Pick Your Own' sign just as they start to sing. The director indicates to start walking. They walk. The introductory music will be short, then they will be off!

          (And a volksmusik clarinet swing)
Pick your own
The notice states
In an orchard
Or estate
Pick an apple
Pick a pear
In the rural
Country air
Leave the bustle far behind
Pick some fruit
Just unwind
Very soon
It will be clear
Pick your own is here!
          (And the music takes off with a clarinet swing)
          (Just trying to give it a volksmusik zing)
          (Then it swings back and forth like a bird on the wing)
          (And we're ready again for the singers to sing)
Apples, cherries, plums and pears
Pick some fruit
Lose your cares
In the orchards you can go
See just where
Apples grow
Walk around amongst the trees
Choose your fruit
As you please
You will find
Once you've begun
Pick your own is fun!
          (And we're back once again with the clarinet swing)
          (Trying once more for a volksmusik zing)
          (Once again back and forth like a bird on the wing)
          (And the singers wait to sing)
So you see
It's really great
Picking fruit
On an estate
Rural England
Air is clear
Pick some fruit
It's not too dear
Spend some time
Upon the land
Ask a friend
To lend a hand
See the fruit
Where it is grown
And you can pick your own!
          (And the volksmusik style with clarinet swing)
          (Now ends us with a zing!)

Song lyrics and creative setting written by William Overington
Copyright 1998 William Overington

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Song of the irises

William Overington

This song was written in December of 2003 yet the lyrics were not published until October 2007.

The song was inspired by the fact that the encoding of cuneiform into Unicode was taking place at the time that the song was written.

Since that time I have thought that if the song were being recorded and a video were being made, that maybe the video could be recorded in a garden, near some irises, beneath a starry sky on a summer evening.

There are irises in the garden
Some have flowers the colour of the sun
Some have flowers the colour of the moon
Some have flowers the colour of lapis lazuli
They will fade all too soon
The splendour of the flowers
As they are today
Deserves to be recorded
On a tablet of clay
Whatever the colour of the flower
The stem is dark green
Showing there is adequate water
At the roots which are unseen
The flowers are prominent in the iris
They are nearest to the stars
Yet all parts of the iris
Contribute to their splendour


Copyright 2003 William Overington

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Bathe it in Baja Blue

William Overington

This song was written in the autumn of 2004 yet the lyrics were not published until 2007.

The song was inspired by an announcement by Pantone that labels on consumer items could have the Pantone colour details on the label, as names and maybe Pantone numbers. So the lady in the song is looking at the labels and studying the details of the Pantone colour of the item, not trusting simply to just looking at the colour of the sofa or the cushion but making sure of the precise colour from the details on the label.

A lady comes into
the store one day
Saying what she wants to do
She's furnishing a room
in her home
And she wants it Baja Blue
She's looking for a sofa
A few easy chairs
A number of cushions too
And she wants the colours
All to match
And she wants them Baja Blue

Bathe it in Baja Blue
Bathe it in Baja Blue
She's looking at the labels
Studying the details
Making sure it's Baja Blue
She's looking for precision
in the measurement of colour
So that she knows that the colour is true
She's relying on precision
in the measurement of colour
So that she knows that it's Baja Blue

The very next morning
We took the van
The furniture to install
The lady came out
into her drive
And showed us into the hall
She pointed down the hallway
to the room at the end
Then she added too
Go past the copy
of the Leonardo
To the room that's Baja Blue

Bathe it in Baja Blue
Bathe it in Baja Blue
She's looking at the labels
Studying the details
Making sure it's Baja Blue
She's looking for precision
in the measurement of colour
So that she knows that the colour is true
She's relying on precision
in the measurement of colour
So that she knows that it's Baja Blue

Now it later turns out
The lady is a writer
For a fashion magazine
And there we saw
some photographs
Of the room where we'd once been
One of the views went
out to the hallway
Through the open door
Lady with an ermine
Gazing out
And a stylish ceramic tile floor

Bathe it in Baja Blue
Bathe it in Baja Blue
She's looking at the labels
Studying the details
Making sure it's Baja Blue
She's looking for precision
in the measurement of colour
So that she knows that the colour is true
She's relying on precision
in the measurement of colour
So that she knows that it's Baja Blue
So she knows that it's Baja Blue
So she knows it's Baja Blue


Copyright 2004 William Overington

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William wrote:

Baja Blue

If I remember correctly, you recorded yourself singing that song and posted the resultant audio file to the old Serif Forums.

“Welcome to the present moment. Here. Now. The only moment there ever is.”
― Eckhart Tolle

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Alfred wrote:
William wrote:

Baja Blue

If I remember correctly, you recorded yourself singing that song and posted the resultant auio file to the old Serif Forums.

Actually, I added it to my own webspace and posted a link in one of the old Serif Forums, And it is still in my own webspace.

http://www.users.globalnet.co.uk/~ngo/b … ording.pdf

http://www.users.globalnet.co.uk/~ngo/song0001.htm

I seem to remember that to get it to play at that time that one needed to download it to local storage and then open it in Adobe Acrobat Reader and then click inside the square..

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William wrote:
Alfred wrote:
William wrote:

Baja Blue

If I remember correctly, you recorded yourself singing that song and posted the resultant auio file to the old Serif Forums.

Actually, I added it to my own webspace and posted a link in one of the old Serif Forums, And it is still in my own webspace.

http://www.users.globalnet.co.uk/~ngo/b … ording.pdf

http://www.users.globalnet.co.uk/~ngo/song0001.htm

Oh, OK, so I didn’t remember correctly! However, I’m now curious as to what happened to the ‘d’ in ‘audio’ when you quoted my post.

William wrote:

I seem to remember that to get it to play at that time that one needed to download it to local storage and then open it in Adobe Acrobat Reader and then click inside the square..

I seem to remember that it wasn’t as straightforward as it should have been, but I couldn’t have told you the details.

“Welcome to the present moment. Here. Now. The only moment there ever is.”
― Eckhart Tolle

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