The AI stuff is soulless, uncreative, heartless... Artists sacrificed close to everything for their pieces. Some got appropriate praise, some have gone unnoticed (and some still are). They suffered, practised, cried and laughed. Genuine art is dying and artists are a dying breed. Where are the innovative gup artists? It's mostly tits, ass, no tits, no ass... Where is the love, pain and appreciation for soulfull, heartfelt, sorrowfull art?