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oH nO tHe Ai aRtIsTs aRe MaD bEcAuSe ThEy cAn'T mAkE sOmEtHiNg bY tHeMsElVeS! wHaTeVeR sHaLl wE dO??? The fact of the matter is, AI ‘art’ is just a prompt. Just words in a text box. You don't feel the same way about AI art that you do about real art because real art takes time. It takes energy. It sucks your soul dry and beats you up at 2am because you can't find the exact color for your OC's eyes. Real art is hard, but that's what makes it rewarding. You don't simply type a single sentence, often with little to no regard for grammar, and say, "Wow, I'm really proud of that sentence. It took me a really long time to make, and I think it turned out really good." You aren't rewarded by AI art, you're degraded by it. You don't feel the same satisfaction from AI art because AI art doesn't take time. It's on-demand. It's fast. ============== Riddle me this, all of you out there who prompt AI and call its amalgamation of previous ideas thought up by well-meaning individuals 'your art': Say, for argument's sake, that there are two hypothetical house builders, each tasked with building a strong, aesthetically pleasing house for public rental and view. The first builder, experienced and industrious, builds his house. In his way. He would build it strong, yes? He would work hard to build that house. He would labor and toil, painstakingly refining that house's every detail until it is finally built just the way he envisioned it. The second builder, somewhat of an amateur, calls in a construction company. He tells the company what he wants built, and they build it. But they build it their way. They make the details in their style. The style that they copied from their rival company, who copied it from their rival company, who saw a builder using it in their design. Now, the viewings. The first house pleases many who observe it, and lots comment on how they enjoy specific details, or how the builder tells the story of how the house was built. The builder would say, “Yeah, that beam over there was originally in the kitchen ceiling, but I moved it because I think it looks better over the fireplace,” or “Oh, about those brick pots on the porch. I wanted to include them somehow, but I wasn’t quite sure just how to do it. Then I figured out that bricks make very good plant pots.” The second house also pleases many, though not to the extent of the first house. Some people ask why the windows are framed as they are, and the builder says “I don’t know, that’s just how the company I hired made them.” His words leave the crowd in confusion. They want to know the meaning of the design. They want to hear the story of the house, how it was built, what kind of mistakes the builder made, the finer details that the builder is pleased with. But when asked these things, the builder simply says, “I don’t know.” Once the crowds are gone, the first builder steps back to look at the house he built. He beams a smile of pride. He knows that he has done well, and his work pleases him. He feels rewarded, and rightfully so. The same cannot be said for the second builder. He, too, steps back to admire his house. Granted, he does see the house as well-built, but to him, it’s just another pretty house. It doesn’t hold a place in his heart. It doesn’t strike him with a grin every time he sees it. This is, simply, because he didn’t build it. ============== I hope you’ve seen my point. Being an AI ‘artist’ is like being the second builder. Their work looks flawless, and is pleasing to some degree, but it does not strike them with awe. Their ‘work’ holds no place in their heart, because it is not truly their work. Real artists admire their work because it is *their* work, not someone’s or something’s. They appreciate their art because they worked long and hard for it. Even bad pieces hold a place in the artist’s heart. The artist knows that they made a mistake. But when they fix it, they are rewarded exponentially, knowing that they have overcome that hurdle. I take up no sword against the AI community. Nor do I take up a bouquet of flowers. I just want to make a statement. AI art is not art, it is a reflection of art. A warped, dimmed reflection of a shining piece. A prompter isn’t someone who thoughtfully weaves their lines, carefully stitching together their character’s story through mistakes and masterworks. A prompter is one who doesn’t care to work hours upon hours, days and nights, week after week on a single piece. They want good things fast and cheap. Good things are never fast or cheap. Good things take time. Good things take work. To get good things, you must have the initiative to get up and go fix that tiny little thing that’s been bothering you about your latest piece. Real art is something that is discovered, not something that is summoned upon command. I will conclude this with one final comparison. AI art is like a granite countertop with hairline cracks in it. It looks great from a distance, but up close, its flaws show. You notice more inconsistencies, and you can see more imperfections. And it may very well fail someday. As mentioned before, I will not throw punches over this. Nor will I throw rose petals. But AI art is something that does not belong in the art community. I may very well get banned for posting this comment. I may be slandered by those who use AI to make art. I may even be insulted by the entire AI database. But I have made a statement. AI artists, there is something more for you. Something that actually gives a reward. You just need to be open to it. Thank you for listening to my Ted Talk. For those of you who are wondering, this was written wholly by a real artist, who was doomscrolling on youtube looking for inspiration for another piece, and had the idea to write this, and went and formatted this in Google Docs because Youtube comment writing isn’t really suited to essays. Have a wonderful day, reader.