The purpose of AI is not to help you make your workload better and faster but to stop you from thinking and challenging your brain. When we all start using AI there will be no need for critical thinking or creative thought. Techno-Billionaires will be telling us what to do every step of the way. Regular humans will no longer be free.

Visual artists will stop existing giving birth to techies that can talk to an app about what they wan to see and it will appear on the screen. Some artists say that the creativity lies in editing algorithms. Sorry but visuals were always related to intuition in my humble estimation and not language or words.

So the art that is being produced using AI is soulless, pretty, and  meaningless fluff sans emotions.

​Not worried about AI? You should be!

I never say hello or anything to anyone trying to phone me because it is very easy to put an app on your phone cloning my voice with just one word. Also you can get another app that clones your face from any picture on social media. Together AI can make videos of you so accurate you could FaceTime with your grandmother! If that is not enough they are cloning human brain cells into these computers and one day these robots will wipe us out because they won't need us anymore...just the way construction workers wipe out ants in their digging, with no malice.

​Most professions will become defunct!

The fastest dumbing down of our society is happening on instagram reels, podcasts and workshops. People have learned a bit about electromagnetic energy and all they want us to do is to start controlling our mind so only positive thoughts supposedly related to positive energy are created by us. Ridiculous assumption overlooking years of academics like Jung, Freud and Wise men that showed us how being unaware of what we truly feel and acknowledging it, leads to suffering and mental illness ultimately.

Not to mention ignoring Zen masters that teach about being with what is and leaving things alone, in other words STOP trying to live EGO first. Ego control leads to unhappiness only.

Today I actually heard an artist say while throwing buckets of paint on the canvas, "If you are not happy, there is no point in having a long life, better to have a short happy one." Tell that to the suffering, homeless and sick you uncompassionate moron I say!

No wonder we are embracing AI and robots, they are always feeling nothing! We idolize that in our mechanistic society, encouraged by billionaires who only want us to be their slaves!
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It is also no wonder there is no respect for artists if all they are concerned about is getting their own jollies.

How do we pass the time between the first cup of coffee in the morning and the last glass of wine at night? 
We go about our daily life trying to suck out the most juicy morsels of happiness we can with a bit of thought that we need to stay fit and healthy for as long as we can. 
Occasionally a spark of purity of thought occurs, squelched quickly by insistent emails and instagram and facebook friends sharing their last meal.
No time to purify anything because we are on overdrive to not miss the possibility of another moment of happiness. 
And who dictates  what it is to be? 
Our advertisers forever on guard to catch the unsuspecting mind into acquiring yet more and better stuff; keep them longing for far away lands, for more love (really only sex) for who has time for love in our mad rush to be happy. 
We glance at our iPhone every few minutes for a sign that we are on the right track and will soon be rewarded.
What track?
Fast track to no man’s land, the land of machine bothood, programmed by the needy rich with gaping holes for mouths.
And we allow ourselves to believe the next dress, car, barbecue or trip will matter, will make our existence meaningful.
And we walk by the homeless, shot children, the hungry while some gorge.
All the while hoping that machines will set us free, immune to impinging artificial waves on our brains. Willing to trade our dying souls for material comfort.
For who has time for soul searching? Not even the lifestyle gurus that confuse aerobics with real meditation, the kind that purifies your mind and soul. They feel high and think that is soul.
But alas soul requires heart, tears and gnashing of teeth when confronted with present day reality, a delving into the deep gut wrenching abyss of mortification and not a quest for perfection.

The role of art critic is flushed down the toilet along with critical thinking in our era of positivity, not positivity of doing just thinking.

The more we try to be positive it seems the worse our world gets.

Why? Ego is always motivated by desire for oneself, of happiness, money, beauty, fame, success etc. Ego thinks it is God. But in fact it is a recipe for spiritual death.

Doing positive acts towards others brings us out of our ego and closer to God. As does being able to scrutinize ourself realistically and change what needs to go.

So in the art world when we stopped being critical of art and life, it became dead.

Visual art became mickey mouse and a poem became kitsch.

Imagine being positive only when writing a poem.

"The deep crimson blood gushing from the beautiful cut impaled by my foot, sprinked red shiny drops on mossy green lawn creating a Pollock masterpiece." hahahahahaha

Who are the artists who sell well? Generally we would like to believe it is the artist that has the best art that sells well. And maybe that was true a few centuries ago when traditional art was the norm. Art that had great technique and also evoked emotions and had something to say.

Artists produced their art and someone else looked after publicity, exhibitions, and putting together bios as well as marketing. Usually a number of people. Then there were art critics who wrote about their work  and established its validity in the marketplace.
Now art needs not be technically accurate, say anything at all or evoke any kind of emotional response. So who decides what is good art?

Some say it is the unwashed masses who want to buy your work…

So do artists need to appeal to their sensibilities…? No, they just have to be good salesmen.

Artists are no longer just mandated with producing art but also have to be publicity star, networking schmoozers, write glowingly about themselves, pay for exhibiting their work and find venues to exhibit and above all, be  great salesmen.

Selling is an art form in itself and good used car salesmen will tell you, you have to be born with the right gene. Actors are probably the closest that come to having such a gene.

Actors are by nature extraverted, whereas visual artists are mostly introverts. A good salesman needs to be extraverted, charismatic and know how to charm and convince people. Most visual artists I know don’t even want to schmooze at their own shows and generally are shy and would much prefer being alone. Otherwise they would have chosen to be actors.

So thus we have a bind, where visual artists are expected to be all and everything, and in the end develop split personalities or simply give up focus on their art and become great salesmen.

Those are the artists that sell well and what they produce matters very little. And if they thought about it for a while they would have used their selling skills in a car lot for a hell of a lot more money than they are probably getting now for their art.

But there is always a subtle urge to be famous that comes with artistic endeavours, even though we know the possibility is one in a billion but then we remember Van Gogh who sold nothing in his lifetime.

The problem for us now however is the small matter of how we spend our time producing art. Van Gogh had a brother who supported him and he didn’t have to do anything else except paint and observe nature and life. We however don’t have that luxury needing to make a living and interact with the market place. This takes more time than actually art-working. ​

The industrial age effectively killed great art and is now producing great used car salesmen.

Katia Grubisic, a poet and writer for The Walrus a canadian magazine wrote that..”In the early days of the Russian invasion of Ukraine, many of us were in shock and were doing whatever we could to help. A number of cultural organizations—orchestras, arts councils, museums—reacted by withdrawing support for Russian artists and arts organizations. But does cancelling artists do more harm than good?” And she concludes it is “knee-jerk wartime discrimination.”​

I now know for sure why I have stopped reading The Walrus a longtime ago. First of all to say that watching thousands of women and children die before your eyes on social media everyday is no longer shocking says more about Katia than us,. Secondly I listened and watched famous Russian artists talk about the war in Ukraine saying how much they support Putin and Mother Russia and one even added that all Ukrainians should die!

There is no inherent value in being an artist that makes you stand above being a decent human being. Nazis artists that promote killing have really nothing of value to offer the world and should be shunned.

Real artists are sensitive compassionate humans and abhor violence. If they portray it in their art it is to wake people up to its horrors, not to show how lovely and innocuous it is. Many artists stopped creating during WWII as a sign of rebellion and disgust with the war.

Art writers that think otherwise should stop writing.