at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"
like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.
"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."
... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.
and i'd still keep writing.
i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.
i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley
"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"
and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.
it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.
you create because you're greedy.
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Watching back Iskall's charity stream Guess the Build POV is wild.
It goes from "person with big eyebrows" through "baby Grian" to "a duck-dog hybrid taking a poop" and lands on "disrespectful small dog". I believe this round typifies two rules that control the trajectory of any HC guess the build:
If you make a generic person, do not give them a red shirt, or they will immediately be interpreted as Grian, and
Skizzleman has a beautiful mind and will never guess what you think he is about to guess.
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Ingo forgets this is a sexyman competition and what people are here for. He gets distracted. Jack takes advantage. (Ft. Reblog tags in my last post)
Jack may be the pumpkin king, but Ingo is the tumblr sexyman king in my heart, in the most non-sexy way possible.
PART 1 HERE
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hating Romeo and Juliet is fine if you had a shitty English teacher and didn't care about school at the time or whatever but if it's been many years since then... I'm giving you permission to let go of that opinion. the problem in Romeo and Juliet isn't the young love story, it's the stupid family rivalry that gets both heirs killed. that's what it's about. it's about closed mindedness and pettiness leading to tragic consequences. these adults hated each other so much, were so determined to hate each other, that they let their children die over it. the love story is romantic and dramatic, but hating the play because 'some dumb teens die bc they think they're in love' isn't it. they are in love. teens can be in love and it can feel like the most important thing in the world. and they shouldn't have to die bc of their families' bullshit.
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From here: tumblr(.)com/bad-comic-art/722210984058585088/silver-surfer-70-1992
My anatomy is still wonky, as is perspective, but I still feel like this quick sketch is an improvement.
submitted by @ynqviry
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📻 🌹
"Oh I'm just kidding, I know you're an ace in the hole,"
"A what now?"
Hehe they're besties 🤗☕😋
A little collab I did with @flynnarts! 😎 We did a swap, I drew lineart for Alastor and colored Rosie and Flynn drew Rosie and colored Alastor. Flynn did awesome on both parts of the swap, and they've got a lot of cool stuff on their blog too!!
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I made my dad watch Opla with me and I find it so funny how his first reaction to Zoro and Sanji arguing was "the swords guy is just jealous Luffy might like the cook more" and it's amazing how he said it with a straight face and no hesitation.
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"No, no, no - You're young. You have the right to explore. You're Black in a country that will try to convince you you ain't shit. You're gay, and your own people may never accept you."
Marcus and Jerome - Fellow Travelers 1.08.
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just once i would like to see one of those typical batman almost dying scenes where he comes super close to death and then last second his brain is like “no! gotham needs you” and then he survives with the power of whatever the fuck but instead of “gotham needs you” it’s “your children need you”
like yeah gotham is your city to protect or whatever that’s fine and fun but where’s the like… “you have kids at home bruce”
where is it dc
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