There is a particular kind of anxiety that doesn’t announce itself as fear. It arrives as a vague sense that everyone else has sorted something out and you haven’t. I’ve seen it when the subject of using AI comes up in discussions with colleagues like researchers, educators, actors. These are all people with decades of
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There are two conversations happening about artificial intelligence and creative work, and I find both of them exhausting. The first is the anxiety spiral: AI is going to replace writers, researchers, educators, artists. The work we’ve spent careers developing is being automated out of existence. The second is the dismissive shrug: it’s just autocomplete, serious
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The high pampas of southern Patagonia reminded me, immediately and unexpectedly, of home. Not the lush, subtropical home of southeast Queensland, but the older, drier home of the Darling Downs: flat country, big sky, occasional hills rising without particular justification from the plain. The grasses are a different gold. The animals are different animals. But
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