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Artwork made in collaboration by:
Lucy Davis, Justice Walz, DALL-E 2
(The artist and poet are sitting on a park bench, surrounded by a lush green lawn and tall trees. They are looking at a metal sculpture that depicts a group of people reaching towards the sky.)
ARTIST: (fearfully) I can't believe how advanced technology has gotten. Have you seen the AI generated art that's been popping up lately?
POET: (dryly) Oh joy, another way for the bourgeoisie to appropriate our creative endeavors.
ARTIST: (confused) What does that have to do with AI generated art?
POET: (sarcastically) It's just a reminder that technology has always disrupted the status quo. And this time, it might be coming for our livelihoods.
ARTIST: (anxiously) But what if it becomes good enough to replace human artists? What if we become obsolete? What's the point of even creating anything if it can be easily replicated by a machine?
POET: (shrugging) Who knows? Maybe we'll just have to adapt and find new ways to make a living. Or maybe we'll all become obsolete and the machines will take over. Either way, it's not worth losing sleep over.
(The artist stands up, pacing back and forth)
ARTIST: (angrily) How can you be so nonchalant about this? Don't you see what's at stake here? Our entire purpose as artists is being threatened!
POET: (calmly) I understand your concerns, but getting worked up about it isn't going to solve anything. We have to find a way to adapt and move forward.
ARTIST: (exasperated) But how? How can we compete with something that can create perfect, flawless art without even breaking a sweat?
POET: (thoughtfully) Perhaps we can't compete with it on those terms. But we have something that AI will never have - the human experience. That's what gives our art and literature meaning and value. As long as we stay true to ourselves and our passions, we'll always have a place in the world.
(The artist sighs and sits back down on the bench, resting her head in her hands)
ARTIST: (defeated) I hope you're right. I just can't shake the feeling that everything is about to change forever.
POET: (reassuringly) Change is always happening, but it doesn't have to be a bad thing. We just have to be open to it and find a way to make it work for us. (The poet stands up and pats the artist on the shoulder) Come on, let's go get some coffee. You could use a pick-me-up.
(The artist nods and stands up, following the poet as they walk offstage)
- Write a script for a short scene in which an artist and a poet contemplate the implications of AI generated art and literature.
- Add in more scenic language and quotes for the poet’s lines. Write out the scene in the format of a play script. Make the artist more fearful and the poet more sardonic. make the poet quote Marx and Oscar Wilde, and add more existential fear to the artist’s lines. Amp up the dry wit, make the ending less hopeful, and end on a more somber note.
- Write the scene in the style of Arthur Miller, with a dramatic second scene that includes an existential rant by the artist.
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