Earth's Oldest Snoopy Cups.
Earth's Oldest Snoopy Cups.
A painting of a vulture beside the text "well that sucked ass."
year in review
It's funny how recognizing AI art nowadays is just the same old rules as recognizing the fae in old tales. "Count the fingers, count the knuckles, count the teeth, check the shadows..." ...and under NO circumstances should you make deals with their kind.
Makes sense.
Leave it to BG3 to finally get me writing fanfiction and get out of my writing slump.
Twitter post from @eliciadonze: "People hate their own art because it looks like they made it. They think if they get better, it will stop looking like they made it. A better person made it. But there's no level of skill beyond which you stop being you. You hate the most valuable thing about your art." Tumblr post from angelnumbers: The San Francisco therapist kept telling me I shouldn't be terrified of creative experimentation. "I don't know what's going to come out of me," I told her. "It has to be perfect. It has to be irreproachable in every way." "Why?" she said. "To make up for it," I said. "To make up for the fact that it's me."
This post has been haunting me all day. This hits home.