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---
license: apache-2.0
language:
- en
base_model:
- black-forest-labs/FLUX.1-dev
tags:
- lora
- flux
- diffusers
- image-generation
pipeline_tag: text-to-image
library_name: diffusers
instance_prompt: >-
  ivanovpoem style image with overlay poem text that reads "I'm hearing —
  history and the humankind,  I'm hearing — exile or else the native land.  In
  books I read — duplicity and benevolence,  Despair and hope, or faith and
  faithlessness.     And I see, — Something vast, tender —  And frightening,
  iced to the core,  Eternally hope-deprived.     And I see, — Torture or else
  forgetfulness, —  Where everything's lost, forevermore,  Its significance.    
  And I see, — Beyond all time and distances, —  Above the poor earth,  An
  unearthly shimmering."
widget:
- text: ivanovpoem style eclectic collage
  output:
    url: PoemLora4.webp
- text: ivanovpoem style eclectic collage
  output:
    url: PoemLoraVar3.png
- text: ivanovpoem style eclectic collage of a world on the verge of dispersion
  output:
    url: images/example_v0rof6pwm.png
- text: >-
    ivanovpoem style eclectic collage, depicting History proceeds in screams of
    cold metal, criss-crossing a world heavy with a wild scramble of desperate
    photorealistic deserters. Meanwhile, in tacitly dimensioned ghosty borders,
    our time schedulers get re-engineered by an enthusiast: ‘Konstantin Ivanov’,
    a sortova Lenin disguised in self-stacking strawy wigs & hats; whilst,
    jerry-rigged onto their flaps & caps & fringes, cyber-limbs quickly shovel
    dialectically-synthesized coals unto alivetime’s horizon. In reply, signals
    sprout… Looming, hurtling through trees, out of the dark… diffusely
    trembling, skating in on hybrid spectacles' marionette arks… else, drifting
    over bottomless cosmic-size imagery basins, these signals raft in on
    brane-like constructivist frames periodically fed abstractions, manually
    snapped & stuffed into transparent pipeline ends rearing each frame; so that
    soon, not over times presupposed but as a real hidden process, half-digested
    phantom abstractions graphically spew us, a few million at once, from
    frames' front-end breath-holes; some then get picked up & juggled like hot
    coals by a grinning Guy Debord, who climbs – slowly transforming to a catty
    camgirl – out of a tomb of long-ago cremated airs; and whenever gradient
    walls ridge steeper, cherry or tomato juices – but perchance wines of
    covertly archived dreams – splash, spilled from that long-ago bullet-burst
    chest: no, no longer a bleeding heart of numbered claims, but a peephole:
    peeking alivetime’s horizon. And when zoomed onto D.’s lucid glasses: note
    how across them, same as ever, great diversities of characteristics slide,
    latticed by strained sunlight into books and galleries of inexplicable
    unities, such as our faces, apparitioning here or there for a Kodak-flash or
    a century, as mirages or as holograms which, viewed from the back or upside
    down, disperse into feature catalogues, only to startle one, condensing
    years unrepressed, in a supermarket line, all candid & singular & selfied
    together with cell phone cameras, blending windows nearer transparency and
    unto some certain point extending indefinitely, as of a spear-tip, and
    therewith pinning one, as if both or all, onto the musing walls of our
    shared proto-history, as like wing-patterned formations of
    Nabokov-privatized muses, once distinguishable only by experts, and though
    today alone together tomorrow re-taking the air for every wing yet unseen:
    all up & up & out towards alivetime’s horizon…
  output:
    url: images/example_kigb5dabx.png
- text: >-
    ivanovpoem style eclectic collage featuring a mix of photographs, abstract
    art, and poetic text. The collage includes elements like, on the bottom
    left, a portrait of an ultimate cyber-librarian pencil-drawn and inked-in by
    by the Soviet artist Yury Annenkov. The composition also features an photo
    of Revolutionary Petrograd in 1916, as well as a woman's portrait, a
    surrealist quantum spirit figure holding a flower, and contrasting textures.
    The imagery is united by themes of history, exile, despair, faith, and
    existential musings, creating a richly layered visual narrative. The short
    poem text, in large consistent font, reads: "I'm hearing — history and the
    humankind…"
  output:
    url: images/example_wk8bek0sq.png
- text: >-
    ivanovpoem style eclectic high quality crisp colorful extremely detailed collage featuring a mix of
    photographs, abstract art, and poetic text. The collage includes elements
    like, on the bottom left, a portrait of an ultimate cyber-librarian
    pencil-drawn and inked-in by by the Soviet artist Yury Annenkov. The
    composition also features a color HD photo of Revolutionary Petrograd in
    1919, as well as a woman's portrait, a surrealist quantum spirit figure
    holding a flower, and contrasting textures. The imagery is united by themes
    of history, exile, despair, faith, and existential musings, creating a
    richly layered visual narrative. 
  output:
    url: images/example_txzay9qa3.png

---

## FLUX LoRA Fine-Tuned on:
**I.20 restored/colorized photos + art depicting poet Georgiy Ivanov *(1894-1958)***  <br> 
**II.60 Artworks/Photos from the 1920s/30s, cross-collaged together with the images of Ivanov** <br> 
**III.2 short 1930 lyric poems by Georgiy Ivanov, translated & overlaid as text onto the visuals**. <br> 
## ||| By SilverAgePoets.com ||| 
## |||||||| VARIANT III ||||||||  <br> 

**This LoRA is our second experimental attempt to prototype a text2image "poetry" LoRA, this time of both the poem & the poet.** <br> 
**This is a third variant thereof.** <br> 
**Variant 1 is rank (dim/alpha) 64 and found [HERE](https://huggingface.co/AlekseyCalvin/1930_Poem_by_Georgiy_Ivanov_FluxLoRA_bySilverAgePoets), Var.2 is 16 and available [HERE](https://huggingface.co/AlekseyCalvin/Poet_Georgiy_Ivanov_FluxLoRA_bySilverAgePoets), whilst this one is rank 8, at 1200 steps.** <br> 

<Gallery />

**Georgiy Ivanov** *(1894-1958)* was an influential Russophone poet, critic, novelist, & memoirist.  <br> 
Posted below, & used towards this LoRA, is our translation of verses appearing in Ivanov’s best-known collection **"Roses"**, first published in Paris, 1930. <br> 

***I'm hearing — history and the humankind;** <br> 
I hear — "exile" or "else the native land". <br> 
In books, I read of — "duplicity" and "benevolence"; <br> 
Despair, then hope; or faith and faithlessness.* <br> 

*And I see, — Something <br> 
  Vast, tender;  <br> 
— And frightening, iced to the core, <br> 
Eternally hope-deprived.* <br> 

*And I see, — Torture, 
  – Or else forgetfulness; <br> 
Where everything's lost, forevermore, <br> 
Its significance.* <br> 

*And I see, — Beyond all time and distances, <br> 
  – Above the poor earth, <br> 
An unearthly shimmering.* <br> 

Check out our other translations from Ivanov's poetry & prose [HERE](https://www.silveragepoets.com/georgiy-ivanov). <br> 

## Trigger words
You should use `ivanovpoem style image with overlay poem text that reads: /I'm hearing — history and the humankind,  I'm hearing — exile or else the native land.  In books I read — duplicity and benevolence,  Despair and hope, or faith and faithlessness.     And I see, — Something vast, tender —  And frightening, iced to the core,  Eternally hope-deprived.     And I see, — Torture or else forgetfulness, —  Where everything's lost, forevermore,  Its significance.     And I see, — Beyond all time and distances, —  Above the poor earth,  An unearthly shimmering./` to cast forth the poet's echoing reveries.

## Use it with the [🧨 diffusers library](https://github.com/huggingface/diffusers)

```py
from diffusers import AutoPipelineForText2Image
import torch

pipeline = AutoPipelineForText2Image.from_pretrained('black-forest-labs/FLUX.1-dev', torch_dtype=torch.float16).to('cuda')
pipeline.load_lora_weights('AlekseyCalvin/Poet_Georgiy_Ivanov_FluxLoRA_bySilverAgePoets')
image = pipeline('your prompt').images[0]
```

For more details, including weighting, merging and fusing LoRAs, check the [documentation on loading LoRAs in diffusers](https://huggingface.co/docs/diffusers/main/en/using-diffusers/loading_adapters)