The best thing we will ever be able to say about AI is that it’s competent. (…and it’s currently very much not even that.) And while we should absolutely aim for competence in some things (say government), art is very much not one of them. I don’t want my art to be competent. I want it to be stupid. I don’t want my writing to be competent. (Clearly.) I want evidence of human beings attempting to communicate with one another, even if they sometimes fail. Because those failures can be magnificent and moving. I want to fuck up your beige walls. Because your beige walls are fucking boring. I want art to be stupid. I want art to be messy. I want it to be made by people at their most human. We scream. We cry. We make marks. These are all the same thing. These are all moments of humans attempting to communicate when they’re overwhelmed. To take these away is to take away what helps us grow.