Green Eggs & Spam

I'm using this next time some Fuck_AI commenter insists 'it's not art because it lacks intent.' This is plainly an idea that a human being had, expressed by describing it to a robot. The parts that matter are not the parts the robot came up with.

It also neatly demonstrates the strengths and weaknesses of the medium. Everything is photorealistic... locally. It only falls apart in gestalt. The cardboard-cutout bouncer's very real legs. The improbable arrangement of those three kids in a trenchcoat. The lighting and the fabrics are rendered perfectly, despite being halfway to an accidental Magritte painting.