Dying of Human artist in AI Era
Machines, taught by the data we feed them, carry bias, reshaping justice, hiring, and care—while the hands of labor falter, displaced by automation’s cold embrace. Amid this shifting landscape, artists feel the tremor, their sense of worth unraveling as AI mimics creation. But we must not forget the alchemy of art, born from nothing, that heals the human spirit. The "human touch" remains a refuge, a place machines cannot tread. This is the time to dive deeper, for superficial works will fade in the shadow of algorithmic output. Let art become more than itself, an interdisciplinary fusion of history, curation, and code, where AI becomes a tool, not a threat. And in this dance, hold fast to the unique aesthetic, the unmistakable brand of self—a signature that no machine can replicate. This is our answer to the future.