Ode to Art in the Age of Ai.

No Matter What Your Art Is, Create It. Relentlessly.

Our gfhx posts (on LinkedIn) are mostly populated, punctuated or adorned with art. Mostly human created visual art. That’s because all idea generation is built upon the bedrock of human creativity. 

Humans beings' innate ability to create beauty has illuminated & inspired mankind's journey through the ages, helping us endure the harsh realities of life. Only Art and its exquisite beauty can offset the ugliness of human suffering brought about by conflict, conquest and change. Man must create art as naturally as they destroy in war. 

Think the ancient pyramids of Egypt and the splendour of the center of creativity in Alexandria. Imagine Greek architecture, art, antiquities, politics, sports and theatre replicated in Roman civilisation. The classical and renaissance artists of Florence, and Venice spread across the Bosporous to Constantinople and beyond, created art not only in the name of religion but out of a deep, innate need for expression.

In the far east, for millennia, the insular Chinese in their jade kingdom were quietly pioneering art in painting, porcelain, silk and tea in harmony with nature till this day. 

Human beings birthed creativity including Ai. Staying the course in the creative field today demands that humans stay on top of Ai inputs, managing output and promoting safety. Navigating today’s complex landscape of creativity, we use Ai to augment and enhance human output creatively. 

Our manifesto - Live By Design, is a clarion call to wake up from past and existing structures of work models that no longer work or are soon to be annihilated in this exciting yet ominous age that the metaphorical 'shifting sands of time' are happening in real time. 

Ai upgrades in improvements and capabilities are being detonated on the Ai battleground in intervals of weeks and months. The fallout is perhaps too soon to be fully felt or imagined. 

While awaiting the imminent fallout, no one really knows what real implications could impact lives or livelihoods. The best anyone can do is embark or join the exodus in seeking higher grounds for human footing in the age of Ai infestation. 

In preparation we implore you to tune into your creator mode or right brain thinking to uncover authentic human creative endeavours which is probably the only resource left for us to thrive upon. 

There will be few roles and job functions created by the advancement of Ai and the new ones would require a higher calibre of human inputs and supplements bordering on creativity and adaptability. 

Human ingenuity, creativity and adaptability, may have been sacrificed long ago in the sterile corridors of corporations and work places but nonetheless they’re still there if you’re human.

So here’s a reminder of who we truly are, laid out in a harsh poetry of five stanzas as an urgent anthem to Live By Design. 

I love you. HB Zane.

 Today is my son’s birthday. A son. A good son. 

Performance machines with style

What makes a good son? 

A person who is kind and considerate. 

A person who is fearless. 

A responsible person. 

A caring person. 

A person who constantly looks out for his loved ones, his friends, and whoever he cares to look out for. 

A person who does the right thing whenever and wherever. 

But Good Sons are aplenty in this world. 

When a good son becomes your best friend, now that’s special. Really special. 

And that’s what my son is to me. My best friend. 

What makes a best friend? 

A person who spend time with you no matter where or when. 

A person who reaches out to you ever so often just because. 

A person you’re not afraid to be naked with in body and soul. 

A person who you can be totally honest and share feelings with. 

A person who you can get sloshed or stoned out of your mind with. 

A person who will hang out and wait around for you while you do silly things, running around looking for antiquities, experiences or an expedition to absurd places like Cupertino. Or to patiently be present while you slowly squander time in museums & art galleries. 

A person who shares your taste in music and food. 

A person who inspires everyone in his life by setting standards that lifts everyone and everything around him. 

An artist who is kind and compassionate with people yet strict and stoic with himself in maintaining astronomical aspirations in his craft. 

Such a person is rare. And that person brightens up everyone’s life. 

What joy it is to have a good son as well as a best friend. 

Happy Birthday My Son. My Best Friend. 

What you do inspires me to no end. 

Since you were little you were a bright happy spark reaching for the stars. 

That’s where you are from and what you’re made of. Stars and Stardust. 

You can be anything you want to be. 

But you already know that. 

Proud and so happy for you. My Man.

Life's like that.

Here’s a song I have been waiting and yet to dedicate to someone. I am so happy I get to dedicate this song to you. 

Just know that the music you’ve appreciated and shared with me keeps me company for many nights on my balcony. And tonight I’ll be partying like never before to all the music we love and share.  

Queen kicked off tonight’s party. My favourite rock band which I’m sure is one of yours. 

Here's one more...

Enjoy your day & everyday son. 

P/s. And this one of course is gold;

Pp/s; To get the full picture, read my previous post for you on "Music is the sound of emotions"

I love you. The Invitation #5

 The Joy.

This chapter explores joy. And sharing it.

Why is it often hard for us to choose joy, even in moments when there are no painful circumstances in our lives? Sometimes we simply do not know how. Many of our secular rituals of celebration and relaxation involve moving away from what is- numbing out, if only a little, with drugs or alcohol. As one of my students once said, "We don't seem to know very much about how to lighten up without numbing out." Music and dance are obvious exceptions to this, but in our culture we are too often only spectators and not participants in creating and moving to the sound of celebration.

 

I want to cultivate ways of celebrating joy in my life and I want to recognise and savour the moments of joy that come. I want to enjoy the full variety of pleasures life holds, even when some of those joys appear to others to be incompatible and contradictory.

 

"I want to know if you can be with joy

mine or your own,

if you can dance with wildness

and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your 

fingers and toes

without cautioning us to be careful

to be realistic

to remember the limitations of being human."

~ Oriah Mountain Dreamer

So get up and dance.