Selvedges

Notes for a Connectionist Manifesto

Edge extraction in real time

Hot milky tea in a red mug to wake her.
That and one fat candle on a plate. Birthday eyes
catch the flame's edges with quick little fingers.
The cones themselves know only they've been hit or not. Well,
that, their neighbors' moods and how busy they've all been.
But the flame's weather sweeping retinal plains -- light rain
spattering dark lakes -- that blazing shape is history,
known only later. We catch fire deep in the net of nerves.

The role of the dark in motion pictures

The signature of time ablaze in the tissues

Selvage

Solving systems of simultaneous constraints


Copyright 1998 by Greg Keith