Wow. Such an incredible writer. The proverbial file of "best articles by JP Brammer" is overfull, but you can bet I'll be trying to cram this one in there too. Beautiful prose, thought-provoking, and one I'll be re-reading again and again
There is always the flipside of technology and I hate that. AI productions fall into the "fake" category to me and it should be distinguished from art that comes from the human soul. I really wish that we could love ourselves. The older I get, when I look in the mirror, I see what appears to me to be a caricature forming of the real me that is still imprinted on my brain from my younger days and how I think I look. It catches me off guard and I wish that I had appreciated the pre-caricature phase of my life. It seems to me that it's difficult to grow old gracefully no matter what AI can do.
It will always be crazy to me how universally challenging bodies seem to be for people and yet how isolating it feels. I don't really know why that's the case. A lack of honest communication? An excess of shame? I don't know, but I hope it starts (or continues?) to change, I think those conversations are so, so important.
Brilliant writing, as always! One thing that bothers me a lot about these AI trends, whether it's art or writing, is how much it just layers on the alienation between ourselves (like we need any more of that)
Wow. Such an incredible writer. The proverbial file of "best articles by JP Brammer" is overfull, but you can bet I'll be trying to cram this one in there too. Beautiful prose, thought-provoking, and one I'll be re-reading again and again
There is always the flipside of technology and I hate that. AI productions fall into the "fake" category to me and it should be distinguished from art that comes from the human soul. I really wish that we could love ourselves. The older I get, when I look in the mirror, I see what appears to me to be a caricature forming of the real me that is still imprinted on my brain from my younger days and how I think I look. It catches me off guard and I wish that I had appreciated the pre-caricature phase of my life. It seems to me that it's difficult to grow old gracefully no matter what AI can do.
It will always be crazy to me how universally challenging bodies seem to be for people and yet how isolating it feels. I don't really know why that's the case. A lack of honest communication? An excess of shame? I don't know, but I hope it starts (or continues?) to change, I think those conversations are so, so important.
Brilliant writing, as always! One thing that bothers me a lot about these AI trends, whether it's art or writing, is how much it just layers on the alienation between ourselves (like we need any more of that)