One of my favourite things about A.I. isn't that it replaces creativity.
It's that it removes enough of the barriers for me to chase ideas that would otherwise stay trapped in my head.
Sometimes it starts with a joke.
Sometimes it's a gremlin.
Sometimes it's a lyric.
Sometimes it's simply, "Can you make his bum glow?"
The rest... well... apparently that's how you accidentally end up writing four Creole versions of a song called Gloworm.
For some artists, the craft is the process of writing, performing and recording every note themselves. Others sit with pencil and paper, sketchbooks, paint, or clay, evolving an idea through countless revisions before the final piece exists.
I have enormous respect for that.
Outside of this blog, I'm a graphic designer, mixed-media artist, yarn architect, musician, writer, photographer, and a few other things besides. I know what it feels like to spend hours refining something with your own hands. I know about failing, and starting over, and I still create that way.
I'm not here to debate A.I.
I'm here to celebrate what it has allowed me to create.
For me, the songs aren't replacing music.
They're another layer of the story.
The artwork makes people smile.
The lyrics tell the joke.
The music gives the joke somewhere to live.
Without A.I., many of these ideas would simply have remained little scribbles in notebooks or thoughts in a mind that never shuts up because I don't have a recording studio, an orchestra, singing skills, or an unlimited amount of time.
With A.I, I get to explore.
To experiment.
To play.
To laugh.
And occasionally...
...to discover that a bioluminescent gremlin backside somehow belongs in a Louisiana bayou with a washboard band.
I couldn't be happier about that.
So, today, I'm simply saying:
Thanks, A.I.
...for helping the ideas escape. 💚