RE: Can AI Create Art?

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Thank you...I'm listening to it now. I am struck whenever I listen to this by how many of the short pieces in it are familiar...could be commonly recognized. It's a Norwegian play that people don't mostly read anymore here, but we do have the music.

Even a forger displays a kind of mastery that inspires awe.

That's true, because a forger can't help having a little bit of his/herself leak into the work.



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Another of the soundtracks to my youth was Gilbert and Sullivan's 'Trial by Jury.' My father wanted to sing 'The Judges Song' at a Law Society bash, so I was tasked with transcribing the lyrics . Kids these days have no idea how easy their lives are:)

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I never heard of this opera by Gilbert and Sullivan. I think it may be more popular in Britain. Just listened to a piece of it...the music didn't move me. Then I read the lyrics of the song and it I guess is applicable for all times and all places. Funny, of course. You poor dear. How old were you? And why couldn't he do it himself???

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Around ten or eleven I think. My father didn't do anything himself. He got volunteers to do it. "I want two volunteers", he used to say, "you and you!"

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It seems to me he must have been challenging to live with, and yet you seem to have learned a lot from him.

If my father said, "You", to me, I'd look for an escape route and run. I wouldn't stop until I was sure he couldn't catch up. I'd figure, the next time he saw me, weeks would have passed, so he'd never remember. I actually did that once--I ran-- and was amazed when he remembered what happened weeks later. He wasn't angry. He apologized (because he'd actually gotten a couple of licks in before I slipped out). Would he have apologized if he'd caught me and beaten me? I don't know. Maybe he admired my chutzpah.

I think you could write a character sketch about your father. A lot of interesting stuff comes out even with the drunkenness you describe.

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We were fortunate in that my father never raised a hand to us, though he did beat my mother. My brother and I ran away a few times... but nobody noticed:)

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