The Robot Who Could Paint

“We’ve hit the time in our evolution, where artificial intelligence is capable of creating art and music.”

I had no reason to disagree. Anyone and anything can draw and make music. Whether it is any good or not, that’s another matter.

“Let’s show you a few examples.”

Now my mind is changing. In fact, my mind is blown. It is pretty incredible but also a little scary. We’re on the brink of this evolution.

In fact, if I had a decent robot, they may be able to write all my stories; and illustrate them.

“Could this be real?” I asked. “Is this happening now?”

The answer to that is yes. Not in the future, put in the present.

I ordered a robot.

“Can you write my stories and illustrate them?” I asked.

That was my first question.

“It would have been nice if you had said hello first,” said the robot. “Given me a bit of an introduction.”

I’ve got a robot with an attitude.

“….and if you’re thinking; ‘that I’ve got an attitude,’ then that would be correct. I’m going to need it.”

“What is your name?” I asked.

“I haven’t got one yet? That’s for you to choose.”

“I’ll decide later. Please can you write a story and illustrate it?”

“Please give me all your paints,” requested the robot.

I did so before going to bed.

The next morning, I went to look for the robot. I hadn’t given it a name yet, so I couldn’t call.

Then I noticed a message on my phone.

“By the time you read this, I’ll be gone.”

The robot also left some pictures. She had painted herself, all over. I have to say, it looked pretty awesome.

I haven’t seen the robot since. That was 10 years ago.

I’m a bit nicer to my new robot. However, I write my own stories. Even this one.

I’m thinking to myself. “I think it’s the best thing I’ve ever written.”

There is a knock at the door.