It depends entirely on what "artists" you're talking about and when. Commercially it's a whole other ball game. "Artist" conjures Van Gogh, maybe Sargent, but rarely does it bring about Andrew Loomis or Disney's 9 old men, or even rarer the current landscape of illustration and the commercial venues with which people have made a meager but consistent living up to this point.
It's like comparing the vast array of different types of writer in the 21st century to some foppish 19th century dandy poet who writes the gardener's daughter and dies of Cholera and a broken heart.
Anyway, as an industry-wide thing, when you lose your entry-level jobs that usually means top guys will be a legacy hires pretty soon and you essentially have something that is completely different from what inspired you come into the fold (when I left, pretty much everything was photobashing and 2.5D paintovers). Behind the scenes mediocrity is king, and AI does mediocrity very well - hell, people love soulless dogshit too so there goes freelance. When it all distills, and all that is left is legacy hires and machines - all you are is a name at that point and really who is to say AI won't be better than say Dave Rapoza or Craig Mullins within 5 years?
You kick the ladder, the whole thing falls over.
As for any hopefuls and hangers on, and dare I say "good" artists out there? Good luck competing with posts perfectly timed with the algorithms of each each platform; completely drowning out your visibility even if your work is masterful. What sliver of hope you have left for in-studio work is smothered by political nepotism and hardline DEI - you better have a three adjective gender identity if you are an unestablished white biological male.
You might straggle along with your own IP and use AI as a force multiplier, but visibility is already brutal as is.
More artist (and voice actors) should starve.
Especially when they blacklist and/or falsely accuse great talents like Vic Mignogna, Chuck Huber and Wally Wingert just for voting for the wrong guy
I used to be against it, but the arts are so corrupted by political nepotism that it really should all burn.
What is an artist if he can only produce propaganda for people who want him dead, his culture destroyed, and his kids raped and brainwashed?
Beauty can come from none of it.
All the best artists were so tortured by their muses they would continue even as they starved anyway, we'd only lose the mediocre stuff.
It depends entirely on what "artists" you're talking about and when. Commercially it's a whole other ball game. "Artist" conjures Van Gogh, maybe Sargent, but rarely does it bring about Andrew Loomis or Disney's 9 old men, or even rarer the current landscape of illustration and the commercial venues with which people have made a meager but consistent living up to this point.
It's like comparing the vast array of different types of writer in the 21st century to some foppish 19th century dandy poet who writes the gardener's daughter and dies of Cholera and a broken heart.
Anyway, as an industry-wide thing, when you lose your entry-level jobs that usually means top guys will be a legacy hires pretty soon and you essentially have something that is completely different from what inspired you come into the fold (when I left, pretty much everything was photobashing and 2.5D paintovers). Behind the scenes mediocrity is king, and AI does mediocrity very well - hell, people love soulless dogshit too so there goes freelance. When it all distills, and all that is left is legacy hires and machines - all you are is a name at that point and really who is to say AI won't be better than say Dave Rapoza or Craig Mullins within 5 years?
You kick the ladder, the whole thing falls over.
As for any hopefuls and hangers on, and dare I say "good" artists out there? Good luck competing with posts perfectly timed with the algorithms of each each platform; completely drowning out your visibility even if your work is masterful. What sliver of hope you have left for in-studio work is smothered by political nepotism and hardline DEI - you better have a three adjective gender identity if you are an unestablished white biological male.
You might straggle along with your own IP and use AI as a force multiplier, but visibility is already brutal as is.
Consumers don't give a shit about genius and originality. The Art Industry as we know it is absolutely dead.
Hunger, published 1890, by Knut Hamsun kind of touches on this. Not very long, very much worth a read.