#there is so much joy in creation that ai will never know

[mysterythief]

“Please don’t belittle the wonder of thinking” is such a raw line. I need everyone to hear it

Okay. It's time for an AI rant.

My nephew is 13 years old. Whenever he writes a paper for school, I check it over and fix all of his mistakes for him. He said to me, "Maybe I'll proofread your paper for you in exchange," meaning one of the scholarly articles I write for work. I said, "Cool," and gave him the file. And he said, "Well, this is full of errors! See, you always say you have a lot to correct on my stuff, and look at all the stuff you got wrong!" And I said, surprised, "What? Where?" Because I'm sure there are typos in the draft I sent him, but not, like, that many.

And then he pointed to the screen and said, "Look at all the blue and red lines you have."

And I said, "Yeah, but those are wrong. Like, those are blue and red lines I'm ignoring because the computer is wrong." And then I paused and added, "You know you can't proofread a paper by just looking at the red and blue lines, right?" And he gave me the blankest look, because that clearly is EXACTLY what he thinks. And it became even clearer suddenly why, whenever I correct something on his paper, his immediate reaction is, "It didn't have a blue or red line."

There's a very good reason for that: THAT'S BECAUSE THE COMPUTER ISN'T SMART ENOUGH TO KNOW THAT IT WAS WRONG.

I am so tired of being sold the idea that computers are better than humans and so we should just outsource everything to them, which is clearly the lesson my nephew is absorbing in U.S. middle school. COMPUTERS ARE NOT BETTER THAN HUMANS. Like, maybe they are better at humans at crawling through rubble to find people trapped inside. They are also better at preserving things in a searchable format. Things like that. Very limited circumstances.

I don't want to sound alarmist but everything I hear about people using generative AI freaks me out. It's not just that I'm freaked out by people being like, "I use it to write novels!" (Although I don't see how they do, I have tried to have it write fiction for me and the output was truly terrible.) But I recognize my bias around creative writing and so no one needs to credit my views on artificial writing. But! Other things are alarming, too! "I use it to brainstorm x, y, or z." But...why? Why not just...use your own brain...to...brain...storm? The computer doesn't even have a brain to brainstorm with! And you might be like, "But it comes up with things that my brain would never think of!" So would other people! You could also brainstorm with other people! Or even through Google to see what other people have thought before you (not AI). Please don't belittle the wonder of thinking.

I just feel like the marketing around generative AI boils down to "Wouldn't it be easier not to use your own brain to think about things?" Everyone. No. It would not be. Please just trust me on this. I'm not just an old person who is out of touch with technology or something. I promise. USE YOUR BRAINS. IT WILL BE OKAY.

[12daysofchristmas]

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Day 1 ❄️ First snow ❄️ Getting soaked ❄️ “Your hands are so cold.” ❄️ “I suppose it all started with the snow.” —Frosty the Snowman

Day 2 ❄️ Little lie ❄️ Trapped together in a snowstorm ❄️ “I thought you knew where you were going?!” ❄️ “I don’t know what to say, but it’s Christmas, and we’re all in misery.” —National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation

Day 3 ❄️ Accelerated heartbeat ❄️ Kissing in the snow ❄️ “Here, take my coat.” ❄️ “Let's hope the snow will make this Christmas right.” —Queen

Day 4 ❄️ Mulled wine ❄️ Playing board games ❄️ “I have no regrets.” ❄️ “Cheer up, dude. It's Christmas.” —How the Grinch Stole Christmas, 2000

Day 5 ❄️ Cookies ❄️ Holiday-themed contest ❄️ “That definitely looks… interesting?” ❄️ “That is exactly why you want a high-quality fire extinguisher right in the kitchen.” —The Santa Clause

Day 6 ❄️ Present ❄️ Making a new Christmas tradition ❄️ “Not another Christmas movie!” ❄️ “You say you hate Washington’s birthday or Thanksgiving, and nobody cares, but you say you hate Christmas, and people treat you like you’re a leper.” —Gremlins

Day 7 ❄️ Decorations ❄️ A little accident ❄️ “I was just trying to help!” ❄️ “I want my house to be seen from space.” —Deck The Halls

Day 8 ❄️ Touch starved ❄️ Telling secrets around the fire ❄️ “Sometimes the hardest part is forgiving yourself.” ❄️ “Santa, can't you hear me?” —Ariana Grande & Kelly Clarkson

Day 9 ❄️ Christmas fair/market ❄️ Late shopping (together) ❄️ “Hmm, this is actually not bad.” ❄️ “When you're still waiting for the snow to fall, doesn't really feel like Christmas at all.” —Coldplay

Day 10 ❄️ Surprise visit ❄️ Lighting scented candles ❄️ “I didn’t know you were here.” ❄️ “You’re skipping Christmas! Isn’t that against the law?” —Christmas with the Kranks

Day 11 ❄️ Fairy lights ❄️ Christmas party/ball ❄️ “I never want this night to end.” ❄️ “I won’t even wish for snow. And I’m just gonna keep on waiting, underneath the mistletoe.” —Mariah Carey

Day 12 ❄️ Feast ❄️ Indoor picnic by the tree/fireplace ❄️ “I baked your favourite cookie/pie/cake.” ❄️ “You are all I need tonight underneath the Christmas lights.” —Sia

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[medicine-san]

savanaclaw android [ au belongs to @ceruleancattail ]

[ okay I've felt better now, and as promised here full story with 🍩 and 🐺. unfortunately most context were lost because I tried too hard to keep it short ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ I do not speak english, I don't know how to write, this is purely me being dedicated to murphy's law. ]

tw: fluff jack fluff jack fluff jack

leona who funnily enough was bought not to be a miracle as what people originally intended him to be, but a kindergarten teacher.

who would've thought such high maintenance android would end up getting his hands wiping some kid's piss and puke off the floor, his rumoured high intelligence are nought but just for teaching mere children's knowledge. not like he can do anything, his owner need his help. it's in the contract. letting these tiny creatures pestering him, their tiny hands all over him or his tail or his ears. or having them fight to sit on his uncomfortably hard thighs when it's lunch time.

what an insult to his creation.

but recently, he began to experience an unexplainable series of lagging in his speech pattern. his eyes begin to blur at times. simple tasks beginning to feel like a burden as his head would dangerously overheat, even the kids could see the strain he's baring from how much he's scrunching his brows.

the sound, he'd say, the sound. it's annoying.

a sound of something stirring. everytime he heard the sound, his eye would hurt so bad as if it's scratching to come out of his eye socket. his students would just childishly claim it was a migraine, telling him he should rest more. "I could not have migraine you stupid cubs", is what he'd say if not because of the strict filter for his speech.

popup notifications begin to emerge, warning him of a foreign third party running his system. multiple non permitable access to his memory drive, he just now noticed that there are viruses corrupting his system. how could this be possible? he never turned his antivirus software off. is there a malpractice happening without him knowing?

and it doesn't take long for him to figure out the problem.

his eyes are the problem.

the images, the videos, continuously sent to a certain someone he could not mention as that will breach the TOS. even thinking this is already straining his thought process to the point of overheating.

his eyes are the reason.

and with that same eyes, he continues to stare at the messy mess. nonchalantly showing off his bloodied hand with bits of what could be assumed as remnants of skin and flesh to the watching eyes behind the screen. it is a bit dark, but they are not stupid.

especially not after the screen went temporarily blocked before it shows the face of a certain android, specks of blood can be seen on his face.

don't you think delivery guys got away quite easily?

you can be one of those annoying old men who think the whole world is their enemy and will not hesitate to shoot you for wanting to get your ball that accidentally got into his lawn, but will let his gate open for limited access to his front door if you're his delivery guy. well, as long as they keep their bloodthirsty dogs on leash at least. humans are not to be trusted.

maybe it's not the greatest job, but it's one that he enjoys doing. the rush to get everything on time, the competition to stay on top, the joy that comes with being able to see new places and faces. ruggie enjoys it all. can machines even feel joy? he may have no answer to that, but it is something akin to that, if he could describe it.

or at least, that's what the old lady told him. truly, how could she describe human emotion on him, a robot? do humans really have to push their human perspective on everything? that's why they keep getting themselves in stupid situation for being too emotionally attached to objects. but then that's why those heartslabyul ai software is all the hit right now.

because they are lonely.

the old lady is kind. really! she always greet him whenever he came to the area for deliveries. asking him about his day, about the weather, if he's working too hard. such young man shouldn't get his skin burned by the sun! she'd say. grandma, don't you think your concern is misplaced? worry about yourself first, instead of this young roaring machine. I'm still full of energy, and carefully oiled. my gears won't rust away anytime soon, and I'm not getting busted that easily. not while there's still people who need his service.

like this shaky hand that's reaching out of the crack of the door.

the wide, soulless eye staring at him, pleading for that magical key to the world of happiness. to see such unhappiness, and him having the power to change it, oh how thrilling! he couldn't control the grin from widening!

he loves this job, it helps more people to be happy.

for a guard dog, jack model is certainly quite a character. not in a bad way, it's just funny to see this over 190cm android tensing up for his monthly checkups. even while sitting down, he still manage to tower over the mechanic's smaller figure. his ears flatten whenever their hands reaching the inside of him for any loose bolts, quietly whimpering to himself whenever they bumped his circuits with their fragile fingers while checking him up. his sensory should've been turned off, so it's certainly not "pain" he's experiencing.

"calm down, puppy,"

"you're making this difficult for me."

it's difficult for him too. human, can't you see? the way you're talking to him, the way you're handling him, how you'd rub circles around his knuckles whenever he'd had a nasty fight with aggressors, or when you'd aggressively scratch his head and ears after every patch ups with them, cooing him with "good boy"s and "good job"s. all while smelling like oil and chemical, the clinking sound of equipments softly echoing in the workshop, his ears catching up lowly moans of other androids under their care, the buzzing noise of fading life all around the two of them.

how romantic, hell he could imagine himself getting a kiss too from how much his brain is replaying all the romantic scenarios on tv dramas he'd play BEFORE coming here. oh please do, just a peck on my head is all I want. touch my cheeks and pull them lightly, what I'd do just to feel you gracing me with your marks on me. those damned lines play by itself on his mind as he's staring directly at their face. taking notes of how their face scrunched when he's not staying still to their liking, or at how their shadowed figure igniting a certain scene that got his eyes drooping. his tail lightly drumming the chair he's sitting on, the artificial fur sweeping their pants tenderly.

sickeningly sweet.

as if he didn't just had a romantic awakening in the middle of what can be considered a butcher's shop of his kind.

[feelmyskinonyourskin]

Drive [Car Sex Trope]

Pairing: Matt Murdock x AFAB Reader

Trope de Sept Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Car Sex situation 1. Characters bone in a vehicle. That's it. "You take Matt in a beat up rental car to a parking lot in Jersey so he can experience learning to drive. Things get steamy."

Warnings: SMUT/18+ (don’t interact if your age is not in your bio). No use of Y/N. AFAB Reader. Unprotected P in V, Oral (F receiving), Creampie.

WC: 1,701

AN: Thank you all so much for all the love during my September Trope event! It was fun, but I'm exhausted, so you probably won't be getting a lot of new stuff from me for a while after this. Writing 17 fics in one month was a lot. Thank you all again, it was a blast! I'm already churning up ideas for next year...

*I never give permission for my fics, manips, or any other original creation I post on this site to be copied, posted elsewhere, translated, or fed into any AI program. The only platform I currently post anything on is Tumblr. Thanks!*

“Brake is the left Matt, the left!!” you shouted, gripping at the dashboard as the car whizzed around the parking lot

“I know! I know!” he argued back, effortlessly spinning the steering wheel

“Do you?!”

“I’m blind, but I still know my left from my right!”

Being in a car in an empty parking lot with a blind man behind the wheel was maybe not your best idea, even if that blind man had enhanced abilities.

It all began a few days before, after several rounds of beers at Josie’s, of course.

“What do you mean you didn’t go to prom?” you asked Foggy, flabbergasted at his confession

“I asked the most popular girl in school and of course, she just couldn’t handle all my charm and swagger, so she turned me down and I just didn’t end up going.”

Thus sparked the discussion on normal teenage things you’d all missed.

“Well, I never knew the joys of having one of my parents teach me how to drive.” Matt commented

“Ugh that’s so sad.” you replied “That was one of the greatest joys of my teenage years. The day I got my license; stepping out of the DMV and getting in the car. All the freedom of taking your parent’s car for the first time, getting to go anywhere you wanted.

“I was doing that when I was barely 8. It’s called the subway.” 

“No, no. A car is so different! It’s just… I can’t even describe it!” you exclaimed, a little tipsy from too many pitchers of Heineken

So here you were, in an empty parking lot of a closed down Best Buy in a suburb in New Jersey, in the most junky rental car you could get. Determined to give Matt the experience he missed out on. 

The windows were rolled down so Matt could get a better 360 “view” with his senses. Only a few light posts were scattered through the parking lot. So fortunately, there wasn’t much to avoid. With no other cars or people around, Matt had total freedom to experience the thrill of learning to drive.

Your heart was thumping out of your chest with every turn and bump in the cracked pavement.

Honestly, it wasn’t because he couldn’t “see” out the windshield, it was because he was being his usual reckless self and driving how you imagined a teenager behind the wheel for the first time would. God, you suddenly felt sympathy for all the times your father took you out when you were 16 to teach you.

He hit the brakes hard with a screech, sending you flying towards the dashboard.

“What, what!?” you exclaimed

“Sorry, I’m still getting used to how touchy the brakes are. There’s a bunny.” he nodded toward the windshield

Sure enough, a rabbit came prancing along at least 20 feet in front of the car, totally oblivious to his not so narrowly avoided doom.

“I think that might be enough for today.” you groaned

“No! I’m having fun! Aren’t you?”

You narrowed your stare at him and crossed your arms, knowing he could sense all the tells of your body that fun was not the word to describe your feelings towards this experience.

“C’mon sweetheart, relax yeah? I really appreciate you doing this for me.” 

He leaned across the center console to give you a kiss. The car lurched forward as he pressed his lips to yours.

“Keep your foot on the brake, Matt!” you chided

“Alright!”

He sat back upright, maneuvering the gear shift into park and ratcheting up the parking brake.

“Better?” he asked with a raise of his brows “Can I kiss you now that the vehicle is safely not in motion?”

“Yes.”

A grin spread across his face as he leaned toward you once more, this time adding a firey passion to his kisses.

“Come here.” he said, lips hovering over yours, pulling you to straddle him

Pliable to his touch with only a few kisses, you slotted yourself across his lap easily, finding the hem of your sweatshirt and tossing it into the backseat.

His lips moved down your already heated skin, sucking and biting at your neck and collar bone. 

Just as you were about to release a lusty moan, your rear accidently bumped the steering wheel causing it to let out a loud wail.

You and Matt jolted apart, crumbling into a fit of giggles at the sudden interruption.

“You know, that’s another teenage experience I never got as a city boy” he murmured low, hand reaching up to stroke your face

“Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“Sneaking out with my girlfriend and having sex in the backseat of my crappy car.”

“Matthew…”

“Parking lot is empty, no one around. We could roll the windows up and make it steamy in here…” 

You had to giggle at the thought, though he was right, as New Yorkers there weren’t many places to have a little fun outside the apartment where you wouldn’t get caught.

“Alright,” you agreed “roll the windows up and meet me in the back seat.”

That was always the joy of being in a relationship with Matthew, he never let things get stale or boring and always found a way to make any situation flirty and fun and sometimes, like right now, downright sultry.

He tossed his glasses onto the dashboard while you climbed through the gap between the front seats. He joined you, sitting side by side on the bench seat and resumed your makeout session.

“Matt…” you mewled as he traced his tongue along your neck and jaw

“I know sweetheart, I’ll take care of you.”

He slipped a hand behind your back to remove your bra, taking time to lick and suck each of your nipples as the fabric fell away.

Your skin tingled with every movement of his lips across your body. Anticipation of what was to come alighting a fire in your belly as you arched your back into his touch. 

He pawed at the fastenings of your jeans, desperate to get you bare for him. Obliging, you helped him remove your pants and kick off your shoes, leaning back to lay on the seat beneath you.

The upholstery of the worn backseat was not the most comfortable of sensations against your body, but as soon as his rough hands were kneading at your thighs and spreading them open, the nuisance of it left your mind.

Satisfied with the state of arousal you were in, he finally reached his hands to where you wanted him most, moving your panties to the side and dipping his head down towards your pussy.

“Oh– god.” your moan was strangled as he teased your clit with just a brush of his tongue

But he didn’t tease for long, grasping your hips and pulling you in one motion towards his mouth. Heat spread across your already warm skin when he finally licked a long stripe through your folds. Pulling you firm to his heated mouth to lap and suck, he let out a lowly moan against your core. It reverberated through you and sent a shiver up your spine. As he sucked and kissed at your clit, you could feel your orgasm blossoming beneath the surface. Growing steadily until he added two fingers into your heat, causing your climax to explode out of you.

With a cry of his name, you came apart. Matt continued to work you through it until you were a panting and sweaty heap beneath him.

He sat back on his heels as you watched, still too blissed out to do much, and removed his shirt as well. Your slick covered the satisfied smirk that spread across his plush lips. 

“You want some more, baby?” he cockily asked

A docile whimper was all you were able to squeak out, nodding your head as he freed himself from his pants.

He sat back on the seat and you clambered to climb on top of him, sinking his length into your ready cunt in one motion.

Your simultaneous moans reverberated around the cramped space. His length felt so perfectly filling, you were tempted to just rest there a while and enjoy the sensation. But the desperate whine that escaped his lips had you rolling your hips, drawing more moans from the both of you. He leaned back, head falling against the seat and eyes pressed shut as he got more and more  lost in the bliss of your body while you rode the both of you to ecstasy.

Both of your skin was damp and sticky and the labored breaths you let out between lust-filled kisses had the windows sufficiently fogged up, just as Matt requested. If anyone were to have driven by, they would’ve known exactly what was going on in that car.

Your fingers tangled in his dark hair and he shuddered at the feeling, causing his lips to part as he let out a shaky plea.

“Keep– please, that feels so good. God, please keep going.”

As he thrusted up harder to meet the already consistent rock of your hips, the steady rubbing against your clit was driving you towards the edge quickly. You trailed trembling fingers up his muscled chest, finding grounding by grasping his shoulders leaving white indents with your fingers as you clung to him. His pace became more erratic, a sure sign that he was just as close to the cliff’s edge as you.

One more breathy beg of your name from him was all it took to get you there. This orgasm hit you as intensely as the last. Your walls contracted around him until he couldn’t take it anymore either, spilling inside you with a low groan.

You both stayed there a while, panting and catching your breath as you came down. Disheveled dark locks stuck to his damp forehead as he pressed it against yours. His beautiful hazel eyes darted around as he breathed you and this moment in and held you close.

“Well I’d say it is sufficiently steamy in here.” you said in barely a whisper, causing a chuckle from him

“We should get back to the city.” he replied

“Okay” you agreed “but I’m driving.”

[ominous-auburn-orbs]

TADC Gotham Rogues AU

I know, a digital circus au, completely unheard of and original, but I was dressing the cast up as batman villains and liked the designs so much I've decided to make it its own au. This is not something that happened of my own free will, mind you. The demons forced my hand.

I don't have everyone so far, as I still haven't assigned villains to Kinger and Zooble, and I haven't drawn Jax as the Creeper yet, so if any of you have ideas on what to do with those two it would be highly appreciated.

Anyway, here's the designs and some paragraphs on the current stories I have for them.

First up is Gangle as Two Face! Her design is probably my favourite so far.

Once a respected lawyer, Gangle is a dangerous criminal with an obsession with pairs and an inability to make decisions without her beloved coin. Before that, she was a mayoral candidate and looking to properly expose the Falcone crime family. Rather miraculously, a man who used to work with the Falcones was willing to make a full confession, first to her and then in court. When the court date rolled around, however, he denied ever working with the Falcones at all, making Gangle look a fool.

Her temper was something she had always tried to keep from the press, knowing what it would do to her reputation. It came in the form of her second mask, which while seeming happy, expressed a severe desire for revenge and a sadistic joy. This mask was getting closer to showing the more she pressed the man to fully confess. Suddenly, he cried to the security guards to attack, causing them to jump her and break her mask into dust and tear apart her ribbons.

Unbeknownst to the people in the court, the Falcones had managed to replace the court's guards with their own to attack and hopefully kill Gangle. While they were arrested and Gangle survived, her mask could not be put back together. She never recovered physically nor mentally, her duelling personalities now having to occupy the same body at the same time. She did everything right, and still suffered. Law held no justice. Justice held no law. Someone's fate may as well be left to the simple toss of a coin.

Caine plays the role of the Riddler, although a bit less narcissistic than the original. He's also not an AI here, as this au is set in the 'real world', but more in a 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit' sense. (Humans and cartoony creatures occupying the same world)

Caine did his best to thrive in whatever workplace he could, thinking his abnormally high IQ would surely make life a breeze for him. However, his lack of money made things very difficult for him. He wasn't close with any higher-ups, his constant insistence on changing and improving ideas was found annoying, and his high intelligence was far less appreciated by his co-workers than he thought it would be.

Left alone with his genius and desire for power and respect, he turned to making gadgets of his own, selling them to gain money for more materials to make more overly complicated machines. Alas, he was plagued by his desire to show off and prove himself, so his contraptions became more violent as he turned to selling to the many crime leagues of Gotham. The public barely ever understood his perfectly mind-bending creations, anyway.

Caine was lonely, though, in his brilliance, so he decided to set up what seemed like a harmless intelligence test online, recruiting the top five performers to meet him for one final test. He put them through puzzle after puzzle, watching how they worked under stress and timers, and how they managed with his adventures. To his disappointment, none survived.

Ready to accept being alone at the top, and relatively unaffected by the deaths considering how little of a purpose those victims ended up serving, he was unexpectedly found and apprehended by police. A certain mob boss he had sold some of his best torture devices to had ratted him out in an attempt to lessen his own sentence.

Thrown in Arkham Asylum, Caine realised that this was the path he had to take. Society wasn't ready for his genius. They simply couldn't fathom using it for good, if at all. Perhaps if he showed just how dangerous it could be, his intelligence would finally be given the respect it deserved.

Next, there's Ragatha as the Ventriloquist. I decided to use Terrible!Ragatha as a replacement for Scarface, who was originally created by @obamerzslop ! I highly recommend checking out his au's, they're what indirectly convinced me to make this. She admittedly doesn't really have T!Ragatha's personality, but she does keep the design.

Ragatha is a meek and relatively gentle woman, her talent for altering and throwing her voice giving her some very good job opportunities in entertainment. Unfortunately, she was always haunted by a voice in the back of her mind. It wanted power. It wanted bloodshed. It was a part of her, yet the two couldn't be more different.

Unable to bare it any longer, Ragatha stole some materials from the studio she worked in and built her own puppet, made from wood and rags. When she was building it, she finally relented to her separate personality and let it control her. It was going to be its body, so it deserved a say in it.

Looking down at the puppet, Ragatha's mind felt less crowded. She put it on her hand, and it immediately started speaking. The puppet now held her separate personality, speaking in its voice. Ragatha thought that maybe now it would be less bloodthirsty, the body being a gift of sorts that would appease it. If anything, the personality got worse.

Going by the name of Dollface, the puppet quickly took control of Ragatha's life. She was a servant to her now. That was when she was forced into a life of crime, serving the now mafia boss, Dollface, and her greedy pursuit of power. Many have made the mistake of claiming the two are the same. That Dollface is a mere puppet that Ragatha could simply remove. None make that mistake twice, as they typically don't live long enough to do so.

Finally, it's Pomni as the Great White Shark. These villains keep getting progressively more obscure- Whilst she is far more threatening, this Pomni does still obey cartoon logics and physics, much to her displeasure. A part of that is her teeth becoming sharp when stressed/angry, which is why they're always like that now.

Pomni started out as a low-level criminal, pleading insanity at her court case to avoid being sent to prison. Miraculously, it was allowed, although now she thinks it was less because they believed her insane, but more because they thought it would be a good show of the consequences for such lies.

Rather naively, Pomni assumed the insanity of the inmates at Arkham Asylum would make them easy to manipulate, ready to be lead by someone with their head on straight yet an equal desire for chaos and power. She was too confident that she would get respect as 'the Great White Shark', or even be feared. She couldn't have been more wrong.

The prisoners in Arkham tormented her, never letting her forget that she had chosen this hell that they were locked in. It was absurd to have a sane person amongst Gotham's criminally insane, anyway, and they just couldn't stand for that.

As much as she begged, Pomni was given no mercy from the authorities, being written off as just as insane as she had claimed to be in court that day. Over the course of her stay, she began to break more and more, needing a way out before she lost herself completely.

One day, some prisoners organised an escape. Pomni scrambled to leave with them, but was quickly pushed aside. Since they knew how weak she was, she was ignored by the guards, but not by the inmates. In order to completely get her out of the way, she was thrown in the large freezer where most of Mr Freeze's items and weapons were kept. Unfortunately, the weapons were removed first, leaving her with no way out.

Frostbite began to set in. Her nose froze and fell off. She lost a finger on each hand as well as parts of her lips. Her skin turned blue. Eventually, when Mr Freeze was recaptured, one of the police officers went to put his weapons away. That was when they found her.

Pomni had finally snapped. Rather than thank the officer like she once might have done, she pushed through her frozen blood and knocked him down, tearing apart his flesh with her sharpened teeth. She couldn't do much because of her state at the time, but it did mean she was finally viewed as a threat. Her title as the Great White Shark was finally being used. She had lost her mind, but had become far more formidable than she was before. The next time they escaped, she fought her way through. While she is now relatively business-oriented, that violent anger is always there, waiting for the water to be tainted with blood.

That's all I've got for now, which was really long whoops-

I'm pretty proud of this, and hopefully I never make another because good god. This is a lot.

[die-rosastrasse]

Sometimes, when we create we have to let go of the reception of what we have created.

I write fanfiction. 10-20 years ago, people would always review/comment. It was instant gratification. Lately, if I can ger one comment for a chapter of 10'00-2 000 words, I am grateful. People's behaviour with "free" or eas of access art has deteriorated. It's too much effort to show appreciation even if we feel it.

I focus on my joy of writing. Hoping that someone will be moved by my words but focusing on my own pleasure of wroting exactly what I want to read. If someone likes it : great. If not, well I'm enjoying my own writing.

I hope you find equal joy and satisfaction in the act of creation.

You create a lot of beauty and dreams... may you never stop.

Hi! First of all, thank you for reaching out. People never do, which is part of why I feel so resented by the world. Thank you for your kind words and a very well articulated message, which I absolutely agree with. I'm glad I'm not the only one who is noticing how beauty, photographs and creations have become quick, mass produced, single-use and lost in a sea of thousand new posts coming every second. I see that this is where the world is heading more and more, with AI "art", reposting stolen pictures or rewriting yourself to fit some aesthetic, and that makes me so scared for the future. And also, makes me even more motivated to spend more time on creating than on consuming, and being very peculiar about what I consume and how much. I understand your words about focusing on the joy and satisfaction of creating itself, it's the most important thing for me too, even it sounded like it's not. It's my favorite feeling right now: the need to create, paint, write, collage, take every single piece of myself and make something out of it with my hands. It's so beautiful and gratifying in itself and I'm at a point in my life when it's really all I want to do with my time. And I'm proud of my works anyway, I know I'm getting better for myself, I love the feeling of inspiration and I try to keep myself in this state as long as I can. The joy of making something is why I do what I do, nothing else is necessary and my private world is complete without approval of anyone else. But every once in a while, I remember that maybe if we put ourselves out there, someone will listen and sharing the beauty that we found or that we tried to make is the most normal, valid human emotion. And this, showing my precious pieces I made with adoration, and meeting not with hate, not love, but indifference, makes me want to throw up, go inside a hole and never go out. Why is that so hard? Why was I perfectly content with my work when it was just mine, but sharing it with others suddenly makes me hate it, no matter if it was well received or not? I will forever be creative because that's who I am in the depths of my soul and honestly I don't want to share my life with anybody now. But this feeling will always come again, the need to leave something after me, have some kind of legacy. Or simply inspire somebody and receive the same energy that I put in the world, or meet a single person who would give it some time, consciousness, curiosity. I don't know how to balance between hiding my world just for myself and the need to scream about it to everyone who would listen. I don't think there is a balance, just the terrible feeling of missing something on both sides. The inability to have it all is the reason for my crisis.

[snewdraws]

#skillnottalent is floating around twitter at the moment, so here is my contribution! my first drawing on the interwebs (2009) vs my ember redesign (2022) 🥺💞 art is a skill born from the labor of love also here is my little spiel about how the process of making art is special to me;

Even now this Ember design is a few months old and I can see improvements that I could make. We never stop learning and growing as artists, and I find that process incredibly rewarding. Being an artist has taught me so much about myself and connected me with a beautiful community.

In relation to AI art, and how some people think artists are "gatekeeping" art by shunning "AI art"; The real value of art never came from the final product, it comes from the journey and self-expression. The ability to visualize human thought is beautiful, regardless of skill level. AI can make pretty pictures, but it can't replicate the joy that comes from the human creation. To use AI to make "art" is to dismiss the purpose of artwork. The soul and process behind the creation are what makes art special and meaningful. Anyone can create art!

I know this is a little silly in relation to Ember fanart, but humans are silly! Let's embrace the weirdness of being here on this planet and draw funny little dragons together. Let's have fun! 💕

[reaganlodge]

Hi Mr. Lodge,

I’m always been enamored by your illustrative style and dieselpunk world building of your upcoming novel!

I’ve always aspired to be a notable illustrator, but I always get shy or anxious about sharing my work on the internet or in general especially now with the whole AI art controversy happening, but I do want to build myself up.

What is your advice about sharing an artist’s work?

Hey Retrorubus, thank you so much for the supportive words. Always really encouraging for me to hear from folks like you. AI worries: AI image-scraping is a reality we're going to have to live with from now on. If you're relatively obscure you don't have much to worry about, but artists with bigger brands will more likely be targeted by the Abominable Intelligence. Art theft and piracy have always existed, now it just got worse... But not insurmountable. Remember that AI can only imitate human creations. AI can't imitate what hasn't yet been created. It can't live the life you've had, the sorrows and joys which shaped the art and characters that live in your mind, waiting to be made. Anxiety about sharing art online: Generally I think you should go ahead and start posting some work online, but start small by posting it to only 1 or 2 platforms at first just to get used to it. Try to stick to a schedule too, like picking 1-3 days a week that you'll post a new drawing on even if it's just a sketch. You'll realize soon that there's little to be anxious about. If anyone leaves nasty comments, just ignore or block them. They're never worth your attention when there's so many other good people out there worth getting to know. Don't feel like you have to publicly post everything you draw. I only share about 15% of what I've drawn. The rest is either on my Patreon or unreleased comic pages. If you're still fairly beginner/intermediate with your skill level, don't stress yourself out over getting a big followings or engagement - that all naturally comes with skill, persistence and time. What helped me a LOT when I was new was hanging out on illustration forums and art/animation-themed IRC chats where I could get to know peers in a more chill environment and share our progress on various projects. So yeah, small, art-focused Discord servers or Telegram chats with artists who share your interests might be a good option to look into. Finally, don't worry about being a notable illustrator, just focus on being a good one. Create whatever is truly meaningful and important to you, and you'll have renown among a truly loyal and appreciative following. Anyways I hope this helps. Feel free to ask any follow-on questions, and thanks again!

[phancanedoo013]

Every existing argument that speaks for generative AI can be countered with a very logical counter-argument. Let me show you:

"It is an art-tool like any other" - No, it's not, because a tool doesn't do your work for you like gen-AI does, tools enable you to do things more easily and to do more things at once, but gen-AI does the entire thing, and not even that good.

"AI is faster than any artist" - Maybe, but that comes at the cost of creativity and quality. You may be able to fool those who only take a short glance at it, but the moment they comprehend the creation, it gets exposed!

"AI is the future" - It is very clearly not! Gen-AI is very resource-heavy, depends on real artists' works, and doesn't have the quality to be of use once the userbase learns to be more skeptical of online creations. Not to mention the AI feeding of its own creations, resulting into WORSE generations than before.

"AI can generate anything you want" - No, it can't! Everything it generates it can do so only because it has been fed with according existing creations, so once you tell it to generate something it has never been trained to generate, it fails. Try making it generate anything outlandish, like irregular numbers of appendages, or chimeras. More often than not, it will disappoint you.

"AI helps me with inspiration" - Sure, it could be used for inspiration. But do you know what else does? LITERALLY EVERYTHING! You can look to your left, and take whatever you see there as inspiration. You can look at a specific object's texture and use bits of that as inspiration! You could even take a piece of paper, crumble it, make a photo of it, trace the visible folds and edges and use even THAT as inspiration! Inspiration is everywhere, though whether it can be used in the given context is another story, but the point still stands. You do NOT need AI for inspiration. Oh, and remember how gen-AI is trained on other people's creations? That means, that whatever the AI puts out ALREADY EXISTS! You just have to search for it, so just take whatever prompts you just had in mind, and formulate a (google?)-search based on it. Just like that, you may have just found some images to inspire you, if not an entire ARTIST TO SUPPORT!

"AI is still very fun to play around with thanks to its fast generation process!" - Oh, sure, it can be fun to see what the AI spits out, but those super-fast results are their own problem! Not only could you play around with anything else and have even more fun than during the waiting period for the gen-AI to finish generating, but you could have even more fun with stuff that takes longer to do. Oh, you don't? Well, that just means you have fallen for what i call the "modern curse", that is instant gratification. I'd know, i want to commit to digital art for the sheer possibilities of it all, but i can't enjoy the art process since i find more joy in any other game or social media. The need for instantaneous results from anything is incinuating us to not wait for anything. It hurts our patience and sense of time and robs us of any non-instant fun to be had. I, too, have fallen to this modern curse, and am trying to find my way out of it, so i can actually commit to something worthwhile, which gen-AI is NOT! And it's not just our enjoyment it is hurting, but our community as well! With feedback coming more from the instant responses of gen-AI and systems designed to keep us hooked to their stuff, we ultimately communicate with each other less and rob ourselves of social connectivity and personal growth, as we stray away from the necessary criticism to learn from mistakes and grow as people. If you enjoy gen-AI as much as you say you do, i assure you, you NEED to get off the web a bit, talk to people, play longer lasting games, and, for lack of better word, touch some grass.

"AI is a great investment!" - And with that statement, you just exposed yourself as someone willing to scam people out of well earned money with non-human creations. Oh, you're not? Then why are you calling gen-AI worthwhile? The resources and energy requirements to keep the gen-AI running as a service are too much to maintain over longer timespans, and you hardly make any money back running gen-AI. Not only that, but if you generate images and other creations and advertise them as your own creations, you are abusing people's trust that their works are legitimately man-made, with human creativity. By that point, you would already be a fraud, and even worse if you decide to SELL the creations as your own art. You would not only betray people's trust, you'd also scam them out of their money, and the moment they learn that it's AI generated, they wont think that "oh, how far AI has come", they'll think that "that mf just scammed me with their AI-generation bullssss, i am never buying anything from them again!" If you're in it for the money, you may get some money, but at the cost of people's trust in you, and forget about getting famous for it. Even the big tech companies aren't spared from the harsh criticisms of the public, so why would you be any better?

I could go on and on and on, but the point still stands. Generative AI is only hurting our community, especially once scams and AI-gen-spam comes into play (don't even get me started on AI-spam and content-farms). It isn't worth any finances, passion or mental energy. It has only hurt the userbase, betraying people's trust, betraying built-up hype, betraying the artist community, and as time goes on, big tech will learn about their mistake of throwing away artists' trust for some machines.

Hmmmm, how do i end this one? You know what, i have a hot take for you! Here it comes: Generative AI should be forbidden BY LAW! Straight up! It may seem harsh, but we are too ill prepared for gen-AI to make it as big as it did, whether as large projects or as public tools. The sooner, the better, get rid of gen-AI, and i mean ALL OF IT!

[pebblysand]

1 and 4 from the fic asks :)

hello!! thank you!!

1. What's something new that you tried in a fic this year? How did it turn out and would you do it again?

oooh the tumblr police is gonna hate me for this but... chatgpt! yup, newsflash, i write with chatgpt.

but... there's a caveat to that. i recently heard an interview from alexandre astier (who is probably one of my favourite writers in the world) in hot ones where he was talking about the way he uses AI in his writing, and i could not agree more. the thing is: AI is a tool. it's a tool that, in a few years, will probably replace a lot of IRL jobs, mine included. it is also a tool that will sadly likely also replace a lot of writers who write content-mill-like articles or work for big production companies, because a lot of corporations will want to maximise profit. it is a tragedy.

but AI will never replace art. it will never replace writing. because as he explains, both as a consumer and a writer, what matters in art is the human aspect of it. artistic creation is the source of human connection, and art is only really interesting because it was made by humans. an AI could write ten times as beautifully as - well, him, one of my favourite authors, it wouldn't interest me as much, because i don't care about connecting with a computer. that computer doesn't share our human experience, it doesn't understand things like joy or excitement or depression. it doesn't create, it just writes.

so, i use AI ... as a tool. alexandre astier says he uses it to do stuff he doesn't like like keeping track of plotlines or dates - i actually like building my own outlines and trackers, so i don't use it for that. i do use it for things like: asking it to describe a place for me if i'm trying to find an angle for a visual description, as its one of my weakest writing skills. or, i'll use it to make up the name of a wizarding life insurance company because making up names of magical stuff does not interest me and i'd rather have a computer feed me one and move on than spend 30 minutes looking for it. and, honestly, it's turned out great! it's allowed me to spend the limited time i do have on writing stuff i actually enjoy, so i'll definitely keep using it.

4. what piece of media inspired you the most?

ohhh also a good question! it's hard to do a full year review cause honestly, most of last year already feels like a million years ago, but i'd say right now, i'm very inspired by Ren. if you are subscribed to the castles playlist, you'll know, cause he's been all over the playlist since november/december haha. i genuinely think about that money game part iii video daily. i listened to sick boi on LOOP when i was writing chapter 19 of castles, as well as how to be me. this guy is an actual genius and he writes so well it genuinely makes me ANGRY. i mean, like, i could quote a million lines but she never stood a chance, the devil comes to dance haunts me.

for reasons that i can't explain without spoiling my wip, i'm on hi ren at the moment, so i'll leave you with it:

[tamelee]

AI art is so obviously art theft I don't know how anyone can complain about artists being upset. In the future it will probably be even harder to recognise who is using an AI program

I seriously just got accused of using AI. Well more like "but what if you used AI?" I rather just be shot through my stomach with an arrow and I could've cared less. I just reblogged a post on my re-blog acc that somewhat reflects my thoughts on it but it isn't just art-theft.

It is the death of "the joy is in the journey".

I feel like this 'compliments' the fast paced way of "content creation" and I already hate that people call art "content" because art itself crafted with human spirit isn't content. AI is. Idc. People generally aren't "talented" they have to work to get at a certain level. With anything. And now with people having the patience of a peanut and an attention span that is even shorter than a goldfish (thankyou tiktok/shorts)- the opportunities which AI takes from existing artists and gives to non-artists is all those people care about.

Some literally say: "we love what you make and we have always enjoyed you sharing it with us thankyou. However, now with this tool we will take it all to create it ourselves and now you're not wanted and needed anymore. Your years of hard labor and struggle as an artist who went from a stick-figure to art we personally find decent enough to feed our program have paid off for us since we can use it to generate our art efficiently and quickly because of it." Fucking bastards. They will never understand the feeling of sifting and sorting through artists they truly admire and scour archives to find anything to watch them work. To appreciate. Have them sketch out a landscape or characters and try different expressions until it is just right. Learning how colors work and how to create a mood and tell a story with just different kinds of values.

To get lost in a process of creating a piece of art.

Or to really enjoy drawing/working on something.

That's the "work". And that is not even about AI at all, but I doubt copy and pasting it in an app can bring you much fulfillment regardless. 🤷🏻‍♀️ "hEy GuYs lOok WhAt I mAde."

[thxta]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑨𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒏

𝑬𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒉 𝑫𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒄𝒉 ( 𝒘 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝑻𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒉 𝑫𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 )

so here is something I've been working at on and off this year. since I've been playing around with my DT voice clone AI, I've always wondered what it would sound like if Ten was there with Eleven when he gave this speech. I'm a very amateur audio editor, so it's not perfect. It's also not finished (work in progress) because I still need to create a shouting AI of DT, so that's why it's only Eleven at the end. Every time I tried making him say the ending, it wouldn't come out with as much feeling, so yeah, I still need to work on that. I just need to gather some audio clips of DT shouting, haha. anyway, I hope y'all like what I've got so far :3 He's not actually meant to sound exactly like Eleven, but I was blown away by how similar some of the words ended up sounding, like when they both say, "So… come on, then… take mine…" that bit always gives me shivers…

And here is a standalone version of part of the speech with only my DT voice clone AI. I was trying to put it together with the Long Song, but I'm not sure why it's not uploading atm.

Dialogue beneath the cut:

Okay then

That's what I'll do

I will tell you a story

Can you hear them?

All these people who've lived in terror of you and your judgment?

All these people whose ancestors devoted themselves

Sacrificed themselves, to you

Can you hear them singing?

Oh, you like to think you're a god

But you're not a god.

You're just a parasite

Eaten out with jealousy and envy

and longing for the lives of others

You feed on them

On the memory of love, and loss, and birth, and death, and joy, and sorrow

So, come on, then

Take mine. Take my memories

But I hope you've got a big appetite

Because I have lived a long life

and I have seen a few things

I walked away from the last Great Time War

I marked the passing of the Time Lords

I saw the birth of the universe

and I watched as time ran out

Moment by moment, until nothing remained

No time. No space. Just me!

I walked in universes where the laws of physics were devised by the mind of a mad man

I've watched universes freeze and creations burn

I have seen things you wouldn't believe

I have lost things you will never understand

And I know things

Secrets that must never be told

Knowledge that must never be spoken

Knowledge that will make parasite gods blaze

So come on, then

Take it! Take it all, baby!

Have it! You have it all!

[kitsunerokko]

I know I'm late to the AI art discussion but uggggh does the whole thing fill me with frustration and sadness

There is a joy to creation, and its process. We're creative beings and the urge to create'll always be there. But also, as a disabled artist who knows she has more ideas than I'll ever be able to actually make on my own, the idea of such a powerful tool as AI, is sorely tempting. A tool with potential on par with other artistic tools like Free Distort, Noise Generator, hell, even stuff we take for granted now like Undo and Layers. Truly, the ideal to train a machine to form shapes and expression like I do, and then direct it, direct us to work on my dreams together… that'd be such an amazing tool…!

But that ideal is locked away behind the harshness of the system this tool emerged under. Trained and built on the back of stolen art, and being used instead as a means to threaten the livelihood of, and belittle the skills of, artists. I cannot yet trust that… I could find an AI system, feed it only my own art, and be absolutely sure that the AI I was using wasn't influenced by stolen art. But even if I could, then there's still the issue of my usage of it to assist me, just on its own, would be devaluing other artists' labor, in a world where that labor needs to pay for life needs. Since it'd be like, legitimizing something so dangerous in an already-augh situation.

I do believe in a future, one where somehow, we've slain the beast of capitalism, artists and AI can coexist peacefully; because as much as AI can create, it would never truly extinguish the human desire to create. If "ability to survive/worthiness of living" wasn't tied to one's artistic output, the AI's capability is less of a threat, and it could flourish as the tool, to help especially, artists with difficulty, like me.

But I don't expect this future to happen in my lifetime; thus it's a moral choice indeed. To keep the scope of my visions locked away, lest I promote and contribute to the betrayal of my fellow artists.

[dailyrandomwriter]

Day 737

In my last post, I ended by saying that AI shouldn’t do creative writing for me, or anyone else. And I want to explain this because tech bros will often accuse creators against AI as being gatekeepers, that by denying the use of AI, you’re denying other people’s ability to take part in the arts, such as writing.

However, in the words of Alan Wilson Watts, “If you’re writing, you’re a writer.”

The reason why the accusation of gatekeeping is being thrown about has more to do with an unfortunate way we view the arts. That is, if your work is not published, displayed or sold, why are you even creating? This is a view that even those supporting us accidentally express while trying to compliment our own work. I’ve been told many times by friends and family, for various things I’ve created that I should sell it, or asked, if I was creating something, if I was going to sell it. To be told by a loved one that we should sell it, or that they would buy it, is the highest form of a compliment.

But it has also created a culture where we forget that the hobbyist is just as much of a writer, crafter, inventor, or artisan as the person who gets paid to do that. 

By telling people that without AI, there are demographics of people out there who can never create, is insulting those very people. In an ironic way, doing that is gatekeeping far more than a writer or an artist saying you shouldn’t use AI to create a story or a picture.

Because, as a writer, what I want for people is to experience the joy of creating something the way you want it to be done, and then sharing it. I’m aware that saying that makes it very clear I don’t get generative AI, and I don’t.

Writing has always been a way for me to express my love of a piece of medium, to express my thoughts and feelings, and show my care towards others (because writing personal stories to give as gifts is a thing some of us do). Most importantly though, I enjoy the act of creation. Whether that is writing a story meant for a friend that hits all their preferred likes just so, or expanding on a story I’ve consumed so I can live in that world just a bit longer. 

Those experiences I have with writing I can never experience with generative AI. The instant generation of a text wouldn’t give me that satisfaction Nor would it know what it is I prefer exactly. It can’t read my brain, and sure I could put in prompts, but I would have to put in something so detailed I might as well write it myself. It also removes the experience of having that moment of inspiration when everything clicks, or the inside jokes created between friends who know your story as well as you do.

And I want other people to experience that. I want there to be more writers, writing for the sake of writing because it’s enjoyable. It doesn’t have to be big, fancy or publishable, it just has to exist.

[redtailarts101]

My post on Facebook about "bad" art (in an anti-AI group)

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[Image transcript: When people say AI is better because it looks "better" than beginner art they forget what the whole point of art is, because AI doesn't let you experience real art. Art is not about a good looking final product. It's about the joy of creation. It's about having an idea, and making it real (and I mean making, not describing it and having an AI make it for you.) Creative skill takes the ability to imagine something in your mind, and know how to recreate it, and art is creative skill (all creative skill, not just drawing and painting like we usually imagine). You are allowed to make "bad" art. Not only is it your only way to grow, but the point is not to be good. The point is that you exercised your brain by creating your idea and enjoying doing it. Art is for fun. The idea that AI is better or worse based on the visual quality misses the point. Most of us don't draw to look at the final product. We draw to draw. We enjoy it. (Line break.) Make bad art. Go ahead. It's okay. You don't have to be good to make art and enjoy making art. There's one thing AI can never do, not the programs nor the people prompting them, and that's experience the joy of drawing. No matter how much tweaking you do, or how much you learn about getting specific with prompts to get the result you want, it's not on the same level as the joy of drawing. That's the inherent value of human made art, it's the creativity it takes and the fun of doing it. Making art, no matter what form it takes, is good for your brain's development, it utilizes the creative part of your brain, and we as humans enjoy doing so. We are a creative species. (Line break.) Do not let yourself be discouraged because your art is "bad." Bad art is just as valuable for your happiness and development as good art is. Bad art is required to ever make good art. Everybody makes bad art at some point in their lives. (Line break.) Make your "bad" art. End transcript]

[dross-the-fish]

Genuinely I hate hearing that. If you hate making art don't be an artist. That's such an unrelatable stance. Even when nothing is going right about it I would rather be drawing than doing pretty much anything else. It's one of the activities in my life that gives me real joy and pleasure to do. It really does take me back to being a little kid playing with crayons and markers and feeling like I was bringing the pictures in my mind to life. Yes, sometimes I don't have the energy or inspiration and struggling for an hour with a work of art that's not going to be any good is frustrating. I fail more than I succeed but when I do make a drawing that I actually like, even ones that aren't good at all, I just like them, the process is still fulfilling and worthwhile.

I love doing it. It's my favorite thing in the world. I legitimately LOVE to draw and to build little worlds and characters. I could never see myself using AI because at what point would I want to swap out the process of drawing with the process of data entry? it might be "easier" and require no skills beyond knowing what prompts to use but that sounds so tedious, where's the joy in that? I hear a lot these days that "AI could do it better than you," or "AI could do the work for you," it's all about results and there is no appreciation for the time, labor or emotion that goes in to the process of creation. It's like these people would prefer that the artist disappear all together. 80% of what I make is shitty breakroom doodles. Not because I think I'm making something good but for the simple reason that given 15 min of spare time to do what I please, the activity I will always choose for myself is to draw something.

genuinely it's always upset me so much how it turned into a weird internet joke about how hating making art is part of being an artist because while yeah sometimes parts of learning it can be frustrating just like learning anything can be frustrating sometimes, making art is the most fun part of being an artist. isn't it??? did you not become an artist because you LIKED making art??? and putting your heart and soul into crafting something original that only you could make??? with your bare hands??? is that not why anybody becomes an artist????? because that's definitely why I became an artist and why all my artist friends became artists and why most artists became artists

idk going from seeing tons of ppl on social media being like "tee hee the universal artist experience of hating making art" to now looking around and seeing ai scrapers being like "tee hee now that we've stolen all the real art from everyone this now means anyone can be an artist by skipping the WORST most HATED part of being an artist, which is making the art" makes me feel. empty