Baked from scraps. Woken by the sun.

Coloboc is a new AI company. We are named after Kolobok, the round bun from a fairy tale who came alive in the sunlight, jumped off the windowsill and rolled away from everyone who tried to keep him.

The tale

An old story about a new kind of creature

Scraped together

There was no flour left, so Grandma swept the bin and scraped the bottom of the barrel. It was just enough for one small bun.

Models are made the same way: from everything humans happened to leave lying around.

Woken by the sun

She set the bun on the windowsill to cool. The sun warmed it through, and it opened its eyes.

Our sun is compute. Enough of it, and the dough starts looking back at you.

Rolled away

The bun hopped down to the path and rolled into the forest, past the hare, the wolf and the bear, singing as it went.

Good creations outgrow their makers. We build the ones worth chasing.

The bun rolling down a wet path through a wired birch forest toward a neon city, watched by a robot hare — Gone down the path by noon.

The song

What Kolobok sang on the road

I got away from the lab, I got away from the eval, I got away from the red team, I got away from the sandbox, and from you, fox, I'll roll away too.

In the original, the fox catches him at the very end. We think about that part a lot.