Deep Sky Anchor

Art doesn’t exist in a vacuum. If you write a poem and immediately burn it without ever showing it to anyone else, you’ll still have been in conversation with every poem and other piece of art you’ve ever encountered just by writing it in the first place.

Art is the language humans use to communicate feelings and experiences and beauty. Art is fundamentally about connection, whether it’s between someone who creates art and a separate person who experiences it… or even if it’s just a way to communicate more deeply with yourself. Continue reading “Many Thoughts on AI Art”

You know how someone can find a song that speaks to them and be excited to share it with you, because it captures something about what it feels like to be them, even if they’re not the one who wrote or performed it?

AI art is like that, and that’s how I know it’s not soulless. Continue reading “Spark of Recognition”

I’ve been getting quieter on here (note: this post is converted from a thread on Twitter) about AI art, because the communities I’m in clearly hate it with a raging passion.

But I love AI art. And I’m really disappointed in Uncanny Magazine’s choice to publish a whole essay calling it theft, plain and simple. Continue reading “Art Is Not a Zero Sum Game”

The amount of absolute unfettered hate I see on here (Twitter) being spewed toward any artist who would ever use an AI program to assist them in their art is… terrifying. It makes me want to just close up shop and disappear from this corner of the internet for the next few years.

How did it somehow become okay to bully people just because they like AI art? Continue reading “AI Art Doesn’t Have to Be a Culture War”

Me: Why do I have to care?

Spouse: You’re alive. You want something, if only a glass of water.

Me: I don’t want to want something… I don’t want to follow narrative rules. I don’t want to be in a story. Especially not one written by Kurt Vonnegut.

I got a hummingbird feeder for Christmas, and it’s already getting visitors!

Their little wings are so much louder than I expected!

It’s confusing how “masking” means both:

• wearing a piece of cloth on your face to protect yourself and others against illness
• contorting your personality to fit uncomfortable and seemingly random social norms leaving you constantly exhausted and unsure who you even are

Continue reading “Masking”

I played Magic: The Gathering for the first time today in about 25 years. A quarter of a century. Wow.

We taught my kids and mom to play, using a special kit of five balanced starter decks. Amazingly, everyone had fun. We don’t usually all like the same game like that. Continue reading “Magic: The Gathering”