Jut Art Museum Puns

It’s called “under the bleachers” by Seymour Butts. It definitely more captivating than the last exhibit “Spots on the Wall” by Hu Flung-Pu

Because he had no Monet to buy Degas to make the Van Gogh.

each export should take about 4 minutes, though I may run models that are better/slower or worse/faster based on request volume. I'll also be giving a gold to the best museum description some time tomorrow

EDIT: we've definitely reached request volume where priority will be given to museum review-writers

EDIT 2: If media-synthesis AI is interesting to you, I've recently written a book with that tech near the center stage--you can find info about it on my profile! And @Mods, if this is too self-promotiony, I can remove this bit from the post upon request

I'll be pausing for the night at 6:40 pm EDT--been babysitting these exports for most of the day. It's been fun, everyone!~

I may or may not resume in several hours. No promises made!

EDIT 12:47 am -- I may have a large batch processing pipeline in place, so I'll try to start running some more of these shortly. Stand by!

EDIT 2:49 am EDT -- have to call it a night. I may have the ability to run a few more in like 12 hours, but odds aren't great. Thanks for taking part, everybody!

I work bad hours. Eight o’clock until three in the morning. Every day during the week. I don’t get sleep. My feet kill me. So do my arms. Constantly carrying a bucket filled with soapy water, and pushing a mop around a colossal building. And I have to empty all of the trash cans, and put new trash bags in them. Boring stuff. I also have to mention my pay. Eleven dollars an hour. Not bad, just not great either. The only good thing about the job is that I get to listen to music while I’m working.

I’ve been wanting to quit my job, and after last night, I cant keep working there.

I get to the museum at around seven forty-five, get changed and then get to work at eight. The museum closes at six, so it’s so weird when I get there. The sky is dark, but not pitch black. It has this weird purplish-gray hue to it. So the whole building has a weird dull color. Most of the lights are off, and the only ones that are on are by the bathrooms and near the exits. Almost all of the exhibit lights are off, but there are some statues and paintings with the lights on them. It’s probably for the guards to check up on. I just show up and do my job. I’ve been working there for the past three months, I don’t think the amount of work I put in is equal to the pay I get, but it’s fine, I’m getting by.

I bike to work, as I can’t afford a car. Plus it’s good exercise.

The museum looked bigger on the inside than it did on the outside. There’s so much space, you couldn’t believe it. Huge halls, lined with tall marble pillars. The ceiling had murals of angels, gods and a bunch of other religious depictions.

It’s crazy how massive the place was. It’s kept under constant security. I can’t even fathom how expensive half the stuff is in this place.

There were some security guards that go by each exhibit, about four or five, and they’d just walk around patrolling the area. It’s nice because it’s not as scary as it would be if I was alone in that place at night. I got to know one of them one night, I forgot his name, we talked about our favorite paintings, and how scary this place is at night. I’m glad I wasn’t the only one who was terrified of the looks the statues had on their faces in the dark.

There weren’t any guards this night though.

When I made it to the front door, usually a guard would let me in, but the doors were unlocked. I didn’t have the keys to the place. Only the keys to the bathroom and janitor’s closet.

When I got in, I went straight to the janitors cl