It probably won’t surprise you to learn that I’m not a big fan of the current fashion for “AI”, and there are many reasons for that. In situations where accuracy and correctness is important, it is just too flaky to trust. The costs (both in terms of financial and environmental impact) are being feverishly hidden from us, and when these services need to start charging a reasonable fee for their usage, people are going to have a very rude awakening. Large capitalist organisations, which have a history of vilifying art lovers for copyright infringement, have now decided that it’s not a problem when they’re doing it. But the specific reason that I’ve been thinking about this morning is with respect to my own creative output.
For many years I’ve been creating stuff for free and putting it online for the sheer joy of sharing. Writing, music, photos, videos. I’ve never sought to make a profit from any of it, I’ve never run adverts, all I’ve wanted is for people to enjoy it. And it’s dismaying to think that all of it has probably by now been used as fodder for training models, and is being spliced up and regurgitated out of context. That horse has bolted, there’s nothing we can do now, and I don’t think there’s anything we could ever have done.
Now, when I create something new, I can’t shake that little voice that reminds me that it’s just more grist for the mill, and the primary audience is now the machine that’s going to absorb it, and I have to hope that maybe a few humans get to witness it in its pristine and unadulterated form before it goes through the processor and is combined with other offcut limbs and organs so that it superficially resembles something that might once have had a soul. I could just stop. I could refuse to create anything else until the world comes to its senses and abandons all this silliness. But I think that I have an inbuilt need to create. I haven’t done much of it over the last year or two, and I can feel the impact upon my balance. I need to keep creating, and hope that there are still people out there who recognise and appreciate authenticity and human connection.
For now, I am going to return to posting publicly, and accept the compromise that has to be made. However, I think I am going to start investigating the possibility of private spaces where participants are vouched for and agree to maintain the integrity of the boundary around that space. The thought of a circle of a limited number of similarly-minded creative types, sharing their original music and writing and photos strictly within that circle, is incredibly appealling right now.
