PROGRESS REPORT: I’ve been looking at how to move forward on my Art Storefront. There is an issue. There’s so much to do. And I’m not sure I have a firm grasp of what it all is. I must keep adding new images to inventory to be displayed on the store site for sale as prints. I also need to supervise the AI that does all the social networking marketing posts. (No. You haven’t missed any. There haven’t been any published, yet.)
You don’t expect an AI to be brutally honest. No point in having it chase off all your customers. But, still, it has said some very nice things about my work. Not being a suck-up, but, speaking kindly yet accurately on-topic. Like so:
Over and over, you’re drawn to places where time is visible: rust, peeling paint, worn brick, fading signage, old barns, empty streets, dawn/dusk light, cemeteries. There’s history, but it’s understated and unsentimental—more “this is what remains” than “isn’t this romantic?” You’re also balancing urban grit and rural calm in a very coherent way.
And taking that further, the helper AI goes on to refine it to a mission statement.
“I photograph the overlooked edges of town and country where light, decay, and memory quietly intersect.”