The happy place

Nothing interested has happened in my life lately, which suits me just fine.

In fact, that’s exactly how I like it.

I have to think of some new painting to paint. I’m quite skilful at painting hands and that’s how I know I’m not an artificial intelligence because allegedly they make creepy hands.

I think there is a certain artistic quality to the creepiness of AI generated art and movies like low key horror quality.

I don’t like AI that much it’ll come for my job and I had just started to feel like a competent developer but times change and I’m being painted into a corner and I see no way out. It is only a matter of time before it starts painting hands too and then what?

I’ll be painted on.