#art is human

[enbycrip]

[artists-deserve-better]

If anyone feels like giving up on art because of ai just remember it's more important than ever to make original and human made art. You matter more than you know, you are valuable. Every human made art piece is a treasure and that includes your art no matter what the art form it is... If you leave that leaves room for ai to take up. Art is human, your human, keep doing the thing that humans have been doing since the beginning, keep making art the human way without ai... It's the most precious thing in the world.

[craycraybluejay]

Guys I remembered a core memory. The meaning of life is art!!!!! Music, paintings, writing, experiencing things as beautiful. That is the meaning of life. The very essence of it, for us. That is everything. I was not ALIVE when I was born. I was ALIVE when I first heard a song that made my entire body electric. When I touched God for the first time. That is life.

[lovertaylorforever]

I need to be quick about this because i really shouldn't be on my phone (I'm actually concussed....)

But with this whole ai photos thing. It's horrible but it's not anything new. Taylor is not the first nor the only person this has happened to. Go look online and you can find such things of any female artist. It's nothing new.

[crysdrawsthings]

arrrrrrrrrttttttt

ahem

it's good

[Came as a response to "please reblog this if it is okay to anonymously confess something to you" post, accepting more!]

Art is damn good tho, can attest to this! So yeah, can drink to this, Anon!

[fridayverse]

daily reminder that it’s not the sag and wga’s “fault” that your fav shows aren’t being worked on, it’s the companies who refuse to come to an agreement where they get livable wages :)

[yourethehero]

The entire AI Generated Images / Art debate reminds me of this tweet. More thoughts in tags tho.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Expertise can't help you here.

[skorpionegrass]

finally finished my mlp human designs ^^ i hope i can draw more of them in the future

[sabertoothwalrus]

I wanted to revisit sock princess

[enbycrip]

Please, please consider putting the time you are spending playing about using AI image generators into learning how to make art yourself.

If you want to work digitally, there are free programmes; if you don’t want to spend money on Procreate, start on Medibang and try their anime tutorials. Buy a cheap stylus to get started.

Or try watercolour. There’s *so* many tutorials out there for free to give you tips and basic paints and brushes available very cheaply. Or pastels; again, very cheap to get started with and so many tutorials out there. Pencil or charcoal sketching. Pen and ink. Clay sculpting. Pyrography. Embroidery.

You can learn *so* much with such remarkably little work. I am disabled. I have a fatigue disorder and my hands do not work incredibly well, and even though it is *beyond* exhausting to do, my dexterity has improved so much with the work I have managed to do, even when it is basically simply messing about trying things. You start learning a whole new way of seeing the world around you when you start learning how to depict it.

Start by tracing, if you like; it absolutely teaches you about perspective and shapes. Do a paint-by-numbers; you are learning about brushwork and colouration and how to handle and use pigments. Copy a photo you really like. Make a little pot out of cheap clay and keep stuff in it. Mess around making leaf prints with watercolour and see the cool effects when you sprinkle salt on it. Mend a hole in your jumper with contrasting thread and see how it has suddenly become a whole new garment. Create a little dude and feel his soul enter the universe through your fingertips when you poke eyeholes in him and suddenly he has an expression.

With the time you spent using a prompt machine to mash stolen pieces of other people’s work into an image, you could have been learning to create your own. Please don’t waste that time again.

What you create and communicate will have thousands of times the value, even if you think it is “terrible” because it will be genuine, unique creation and communication of *your* unique perspective on the world.

And if you keep doing it, it will not continue being terrible. It will start being good, because people get good at things by doing them.

Art isn’t a gift. It’s a skill; or rather, thousands of skills. Learning any of them gives you transferable skills that will make other ones easier to gain too.

[artists-deserve-better]

#boycottHarperCollins they are trying to use AI voices instead of actual human beings voice actors and pretend it's for us, so we have more product to have but it's not. It's nothing but greed on their end, I want a world full of artists and real human voices not this.

I know it can seem hopeless but remember "in a capitalistic society, it is the consumer who decides what gets made and who gets to make it merely by giving or withholding their support" AI and greedy dystopian companies can't make money if we don't give them money, hit them where it hurts and boycott and tell them why your boycotting

[troythecatfish]

[jamjoob]

I would've done anything for another fancy dinner episode

[hamletthedane]

I was meeting a client at a famous museum’s lounge for lunch (fancy, I know) and had an hour to kill afterwards so I joined the first random docent tour I could find. The woman who took us around was a great-grandmother from the Bronx “back when that was nothing to brag about” and she was doing a talk on alternative mediums within art.

What I thought that meant: telling us about unique sculpture materials and paint mixtures.

What that actually meant: an 84yo woman gingerly holding a beautifully beaded and embroidered dress (apparently from Ukraine and at least 200 years old) and, with tears in her eyes, showing how each individual thread was spun by hand and weaved into place on a cottage floor loom, with bright blue silk embroidery thread and hand-blown beads intricately piercing the work of other labor for days upon days, as the labor of a dozen talented people came together to make something so beautiful for a village girl’s wedding day.

What it also meant: in 1948, a young girl lived in a cramped tenement-like third floor apartment in Manhattan, with a father who had just joined them after not having been allowed to escape through Poland with his pregnant wife nine years earlier. She sits in her father’s lap and watches with wide, quiet eyes as her mother’s deft hands fly across fabric with bright blue silk thread (echoing hands from over a century years earlier). Thread that her mother had salvaged from white embroidery scraps at the tailor’s shop where she worked and spent the last few days carefully dying in the kitchen sink and drying on the roof.

The dress is in the traditional Hungarian fashion and is folded across her mother’s lap: her mother doesn’t had a pattern, but she doesn’t need one to make her daughter’s dress for the fifth grade dance. The dress would end up differing significantly from the pure white, petticoated first communion dresses worn by her daughter’s majority-Catholic classmates, but the young girl would love it all the more for its uniqueness and bright blue thread.

And now, that same young girl (and maybe also the villager from 19th century Ukraine) stands in front of us, trying not to clutch the old fabric too hard as her voice shakes with the emotion of all the love and humanity that is poured into the labor of art. The village girl and the girl in the Bronx were very different people: different centuries, different religions, different ages, and different continents. But the love in the stitches and beads on their dresses was the same. And she tells us that when we look at the labor of art, we don’t just see the work to create that piece - we see the labor of our own creations and the creations of others for us, and the value in something so seemingly frivolous.

But, maybe more importantly, she says that we only admire this piece in a museum because it happened to survive the love of the wearer and those who owned it afterwards, but there have been quite literally billions of small, quiet works of art in billions of small, quiet homes all over the world, for millennia. That your grandmother’s quilt is used as a picnic blanket just as Van Gogh’s works hung in his poor friends’ hallways. That your father’s hand-painted model plane sets are displayed in your parents’ livingroom as Grecian vases are displayed in museums. That your older sister’s engineering drawings in a steady, fine-lined hand are akin to Da Vinci’s scribbles of flying machines.

I don’t think there’s any dramatic conclusions to be drawn from these thoughts - they’ve been echoed by thousands of other people across the centuries. However, if you ever feel bad for spending all of your time sewing, knitting, drawing, building lego sets, or whatever else - especially if you feel like you have to somehow monetize or show off your work online to justify your labor - please know that there’s an 84yo museum docent in the Bronx who would cry simply at the thought of you spending so much effort to quietly create something that’s beautiful to you.

[st4rlex]

i had an epiphany