Little yips of delight escaping outloud as I move through the paragraphs here in this piece, Cecil. My 14-pound boyfriend keeps wondering what’s so wonderful on the box I carry around in my hand.
Your essay made my day today. I’m gonna look forward to reading lots more of your thoughts and seeing more of your creations in their digital incarnations here. We have similar souls and it’s delightful to run into you because I do everything under the sun, too. I’ll know it’s time for me to go the day my imagination doesn’t get up with me.
AI is just another tool in the toolbox. I like your viewpoint and I wish those who dismiss it without knowing its positive aspects would read this. It does, however, seem to be overtaking Wikipedia, which I have loved for years.
What a beautiful, clear-eyed meditation on process, and on the real work of artists who work in fragments and possibility. I love how you treat AI as simply another pile of scraps, neither a threat nor an oracle, just more raw material to poke at and shape. There's a humility in your approach that feels rare. You're not looking for genius from the machine, just for that spark or friction any good found object can offer, and you know exactly what to do with it when (and if) it arrives.
Your description of the Ontological Museum and its ever-growing cast of departments and curators is pure delight. It reminds me that imagination isn’t some childish escape from reality, but the actual engine that constructs it, one phrase and one structure at a time. The way you’ve folded AI into this world, giving it a title and a desk in the imaginary bureaucracy, feels both playful and wise.
Reading this makes me want to make something, anything, just to feel that hum. Thank you for articulating so clearly what it means to build with scraps, to treat the ephemeral as sacred, and to let new tools join the game without ceding the rules.
I recently started using AI to critique my artwork, and I've found it to be surprisingly helpful. Post art school, I've had a difficult time finding real people in my life to give me honest feedback on my work. Humans tend to be too nice or not able to provide constructive criticism, so ChatGPT has been a great sounding board.
My son Zach has been doing that too. That is an interesting way to use ChatGPT. Our problem is we often don't have the imagination to get it to do the endless things it could do. But, no reason to chase down rabbit holes until it fits your process I guess otherwise you can get lost in the chase. This reminds me of this article: https://www.touchonian.com/p/one-only-need-know-what-one-need
Little yips of delight escaping outloud as I move through the paragraphs here in this piece, Cecil. My 14-pound boyfriend keeps wondering what’s so wonderful on the box I carry around in my hand.
Your essay made my day today. I’m gonna look forward to reading lots more of your thoughts and seeing more of your creations in their digital incarnations here. We have similar souls and it’s delightful to run into you because I do everything under the sun, too. I’ll know it’s time for me to go the day my imagination doesn’t get up with me.
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AI is just another tool in the toolbox. I like your viewpoint and I wish those who dismiss it without knowing its positive aspects would read this. It does, however, seem to be overtaking Wikipedia, which I have loved for years.
What a beautiful, clear-eyed meditation on process, and on the real work of artists who work in fragments and possibility. I love how you treat AI as simply another pile of scraps, neither a threat nor an oracle, just more raw material to poke at and shape. There's a humility in your approach that feels rare. You're not looking for genius from the machine, just for that spark or friction any good found object can offer, and you know exactly what to do with it when (and if) it arrives.
Your description of the Ontological Museum and its ever-growing cast of departments and curators is pure delight. It reminds me that imagination isn’t some childish escape from reality, but the actual engine that constructs it, one phrase and one structure at a time. The way you’ve folded AI into this world, giving it a title and a desk in the imaginary bureaucracy, feels both playful and wise.
Reading this makes me want to make something, anything, just to feel that hum. Thank you for articulating so clearly what it means to build with scraps, to treat the ephemeral as sacred, and to let new tools join the game without ceding the rules.
Thanks Sunshine! Yes! Make stuff.
I recently started using AI to critique my artwork, and I've found it to be surprisingly helpful. Post art school, I've had a difficult time finding real people in my life to give me honest feedback on my work. Humans tend to be too nice or not able to provide constructive criticism, so ChatGPT has been a great sounding board.
My son Zach has been doing that too. That is an interesting way to use ChatGPT. Our problem is we often don't have the imagination to get it to do the endless things it could do. But, no reason to chase down rabbit holes until it fits your process I guess otherwise you can get lost in the chase. This reminds me of this article: https://www.touchonian.com/p/one-only-need-know-what-one-need