When I was growing up, we used to get credit for being 'original'. The idea was that the art, writing--whatever--had value because it expressed something personal, something unique, about me. It was quintessentially human and thus said something about the human condition. T
This has always been the test of art for me, and for many critics. Does the piece (visual, musical, verbal), reach us in a personal way. Does it tell us something about the human condition.
The Greeks wrote plays full of pathos. We were supposed to experience catharsis when we watched the plays because we related to the tragic character so closely.
How can AI do that???? I don't get it. This is not simply a problem of age (my age). It's a problem of communication and values.
Since when did empathy, sympathy, human relatedness become unimportant? Not to me. There is no AI picture that can tell me anything about a machine's heart, soul, consciousness. It cannot relate to me, nor can I relate to it. All it can offer is a simulation of sympathy and empathy, of humanity.
What value is that?