I Don't Know If This Is Reassuring At All, But As An "anti-ai" Artist, Know That You Have My Support.
I don't know if this is reassuring at all, but as an "anti-ai" artist, know that you have my support. I believe ai image generation can be a wonderful and fun tool, I just hope in the future it can be more ethically based and not treated as a replacement for real artists in professional settings. Ai itself is not the problem.
Wishing you the best <3
Thank you.I appreciate that.I will always be a supporter and advocate for real art and artists.
More than life changeing.I have been locked indoors for 14 years.I live in a rural area in the middle of nowhere.Only gravel and tractor ruts as roads.It's not possible for a normal wheelchair to move on these.The chair I need is a special 3 wheeler that can get ove these ruts and stones.A dream I have been praying for for all these years.Nobody can help me with this.So I have to do it myself.Hence using my Ai art to try and get the funds to buy the chair.Sadly I have had no luck yet.Not one sponsor.But I refuse to give up.I will keep trying as hard as I can to Get this chair.Just the dream of getting out keeps me going.Still on the funny side.Maybe my art is just too bad to look at Ha Ha.Never give up.Never quit.Never stop.If I did I would have given up when I first realized I would be A vegetable for the rest of my life.My family kept me together.Now I fight to keep going for them.They did not give up on me.I refuse to give up for them.I WILL GET THE CHAIR.Even if it takes the rest of my life to do it. Thanks for the message.It cheered me up.Christy
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PLEASE STOP THE ABUSE.
Hi Everyone.
I keep getting messages about WHY I use Ai.WHY I don't feel guilty about it.Plus a lot of very abusive messages and emails,This is not having a good effect on my mind and health.
Here is a short explanation of WHY.
After catching a Virus while working.I was left Paralyzed with brain damage,I went from a healthy Physical worker{Builder} A scuba diving instructor and a love of everything outdoors.From Running,Diving,Swimming,Hill walking,Charity sports fundraiser.To a vegetable.I have lost everything else.But Ai gave me back my Art.After 14 yrs staring out a window.Wishing for the worst.I was given a way to express myself again.It's impossible for anyone not in the same position to grasp the miracle this is to me.All i need now is a way to get outside to make the most of this miracle.I am now using that Ai as a way to try and raise funds to purchase an Outdoor Electric Wheelchair.Nothing Evil.i am not trying to ruin TRUE artists livings or push Ai onto anyone else who might otherwise use or collect REAL Art.I love real artwork.It was once a big part of my life.Nothing can replace the genuine artwork and ideas of the human mind.NOTHING.
I don't have the choice to create artwork anymore.There is a lot of other human beings in exactly the same position as myself.We can not make you understand what Ai has given so much of us.But we can ask that you TRY. We do no harm to you and simply wish to live and enjoy a tool that makes our lives more bearable and to be left alone without feeling guilty for this small miracle.
I hope this helps you to understand a little better.
Thanks.Christy.
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The Legend of Balor of the Evil Eye
Irish Mythology
Vol 3
Balor
In the ancient days of Ireland, when gods and monsters roamed the land, there lived a fearsome giant named Balor. His very name struck terror into the hearts of mortals and immortals alike. Balor was no ordinary giant; he was a king among the Fomorians, a race of malevolent beings who thrived on chaos and darkness.
Balor’s appearance was as imposing as his reputation. Towering and broad-shouldered, he moved with a deliberate heaviness that shook the earth beneath his feet. But it was his eye—the infamous Evil Eye—that set him apart. This eye, nestled within its cavernous socket, held a power beyond comprehension. When Balor opened it, disaster followed. Crops withered, rivers dried up, and even the hardiest warriors quaked in fear.
The eye was not merely a physical organ; it was a conduit for malevolence. Its gaze could scorch the earth, turn forests to ash, and curse entire villages. Legends whispered that it had once laid waste to an entire battlefield, reducing armies to dust with a single glance. But opening the eye was no simple task. It required the strength of four warriors to lift the heavy lid, each gripping the iron ring attached to it.
Balor ruled the Fomorians from the Isles of the North, where storms raged perpetually, and the sea churned with fury. His wife, the enigmatic Cethlenn, stood by his side, equally formidable. Together, they plotted dark deeds and reveled in chaos. Their dominion extended over treacherous waters and desolate cliffs, where the cries of lost sailors echoed.
But fate had other plans. The Tuatha Dé Danann, a race of divine beings, challenged the Fomorians. Among them was Lugh, a warrior of unmatched skill and cunning. Lugh’s lineage was intertwined with that of Balor—he was Balor’s grandson. Yet, destiny had set them on opposing paths.
As the Battle of Mag Tuired loomed, Lugh prepared for the ultimate confrontation. Armed with a sling and a single stone, he faced the giant. Balor’s eye narrowed, its malevolence focused on the young warrior. But Lugh was no ordinary mortal. With precision and courage, he hurled the stone. It pierced Balor’s eye, exiting the other side, and the giant stumbled backward.
The Evil Eye’s power dissipated, leaving Balor vulnerable. Lugh seized the moment, striking down the giant. The earth trembled as Balor fell, his malevolence extinguished. The Fomorian king’s reign of terror ended, and light triumphed over darkness.
And so, the tale of Balor of the Evil Eye became a cautionary legend—a reminder that even the most formidable foes could be defeated by courage, wit, and the love of kin.
Remember this story, for it echoes through the ages, teaching us that even in the darkest of times, heroes rise to challenge the malevolence that threatens our world.
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hello friend! while i can't help in terms of donations, i did want to send some love and appreciation your way. i'm glad you've been able to find an outlet for creativity, and i wish you luck with meeting your goals. i hope that you have an amazing day
Hi.Thank you for the lovely message.It's not only about the money for the wheelchair.Yes I badly need the chair.But I would also like others to understand why someone like me has to use Ai and how it has helped me out of a terrible situation where all you want is not to wake up in the mornings.Ai has given me hope back.It has given me a way to enjoy something again.I don't expect others to understand what it's like to stare out a window and not be able to do anything.Month after month year after year.It is torture.hell on earth.There are millions like me.Nobody see's us.Hidden in our little rooms.It's impossible to grasp.Your message of kindness & recognition of me and my situation is worth more than all the money in the world.I matter & people do care when they know about me & others.it's a wonderful feeling after all these years to get these messages.So thank you from the bottom of my heart.I truly appreciate the time you took to message me.Kind regards Christy
Irish Mythology.
VOL 11.
The Grogoch - The Irish-Scotish Trickster.
Once upon a time, in the rugged hills of Ireland, there dwelled a curious and peculiar creature known as the Grogoch. This little being was neither fully human nor entirely fairy, existing in a liminal space between the two worlds.
Resembling a very small elderly man, the Grogoch was covered in coarse, dense reddish hair or fur. His attire consisted not of garments, but rather an assortment of twigs and dirt collected during his travels. Personal hygiene was not his forte, and there were no records of any female Grogochs—perhaps they were equally elusive or simply nonexistent.
But the Grogoch possessed remarkable abilities. He was impervious to searing heat and freezing cold, a resilience that defied the elements. His home, if one could call it that, might be a hidden cave, a hollow in the landscape, or a cleft in the ancient stones scattered across the northern countryside. These stones, leaning and weathered, were affectionately known as the “Grogochs’ houses.”
The Grogoch was a creature of paradox. While he preferred to remain unseen, he occasionally revealed himself to trusted individuals. Those fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of him described a wizened face, eyes twinkling with secrets, and a mischievous smile. He would scuttle about kitchens, seeking odd jobs to do—helping with planting, harvesting, or domestic chores. His payment? Simple: a jug of cream or a pint of ale.
Yet, like many fairies, the Grogoch harbored a deep fear of the clergy. If a priest or minister graced a household, the Grogoch would vanish, retreating to the shadows. Perhaps he sensed their spiritual authority or simply preferred to avoid their stern gazes.
And so, across the misty moors, the Grogoch continued his clandestine existence. His stinky presence became woven into the fabric of Irish folklore, whispered about in hushed tones by firesides. His work remained uncelebrated, his name rarely uttered aloud. But those who knew of him—the farmers with bountiful crops, the housewives with tidy hearths—secretly thanked the Grogoch for his unseen labor.
And thus, the legend of the Grogoch persisted, a reminder that magic and mystery lingered in the nooks and crannies of the Emerald Isle. So, the next time you find a leaning stone or catch a whiff of something peculiar, pause and wonder: Could it be the Grogoch, still tending to his silent tasks, hidden from our mortal eyes?
Christy,
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Irish Myths
VOL 9. The SELKIE. An Irish Mermaid Story
The Selkie’s Secret
In a forgotten corner of the Emerald Isle, where cliffs stood like ancient guardians and the waves whispered forgotten lullabies, there dwelled a fisherman named Eamon. His cottage clung to the rugged coast, its thatched roof weathered by countless storms. Eamon was a man of few words, his eyes etched with the sorrows of a lifetime spent chasing elusive fish and memories.
One tempest-laden evening, as rain drummed upon the windowpanes and the sea roared its defiance, Eamon stumbled upon a sight that would forever alter the course of his existence. There, nestled amidst the seaweed-strewn rocks, lay a treasure—a seal pelt of silver-gray, soft as moonlight and shimmering with otherworldly grace. Eamon’s gnarled fingers traced its edges, and he knew he held something more than mere fur. This was the skin of a Selkie—a creature of myth and melancholy.
The legends whispered of Selkies—of their dual existence, their fluidity between land and sea. By day, they swam as seals, their sleek bodies slicing through the icy depths. But when the moon hung low, they shed their skins, emerging as ethereal women, their eyes reflecting the mysteries of the abyss.
Eamon hid the pelt beneath his bed, its presence a secret shared only with the wind and the salt. Days turned into weeks, and his cottage became a sanctuary for the lost and the weary. Sailors sought refuge from raging storms, widows mourned husbands swallowed by the sea—all found solace within those walls. Yet Eamon’s gaze often strayed to the hidden pelt, wondering if the Selkie would return.
Then, one moonless night, as the stars blinked like ancient eyes, Eamon heard it—a melody that tugged at his heart, a lament woven from moonbeams and longing. He rushed to the window, and there she stood: the Selkie. Her skin was pale as foam, her hair a cascade of seaweed green. Her eyes held the wisdom of ages, and her lips curved in both fear and hope.
She was naked, vulnerable—a creature caught between realms. Eamon retrieved the pelt, its silvery strands slipping through his fingers like water. He held it out to her, voice barely a whisper. “Take it,” he said. “Be free.”
The Selkie’s tears glistened. She reached for the pelt, her fingers trembling. But then she hesitated, torn between love and duty. For Selkies faced a cruel choice: to remain with mortal lovers or return to the sea. Their hearts were bound by moonlight and salt spray.
Eamon understood. He had glimpsed eternity in her eyes, tasted salt and starlight on her lips. And so, with a bittersweet smile, he released her. The Selkie donned her pelt, her form shifting until she became a sleek seal once more. She nuzzled his cheek, a silent farewell, before slipping into the waves.
As the sea swallowed her, Eamon wept—for love unspoken, for a Selkie lost, and for the ache that would haunt him till his dying day. He walked the cliffs thereafter, eyes scanning the horizon, listening for her song—a melody carried by the wind, sung by a Selkie who danced beneath the moon.
And so, the legend of Eamon and the Selkie passed from generation to generation—a tale of sacrifice, of love that transcended realms, and of a fisherman who held the sea’s secrets close to his heart.
And there, my friend, ends our journey—a whisper of magic and longing that lingers in the salt-laden air, where Selkies still dance upon moonlit shores
Christy,
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Christy's Electric Wheelchair Fundraiser,
Hi Guy's.I created this Artwork as a way to raise funds for an outdoor Electric Wheelchair for myself.I've been trying to raise funds for 14yrs without success,My story is on the Buy me a coffee Website below.All I ask is if you could Like and Share and to please read my story.
All my ARTWORK is genuinely FREE on BUY ME A COFFEE.You only donate to my Wheelchair if YOU choose to Donate.Artwork is FREE to download immediately.You can download as many images as you wish.No limits.1000's of images on different topics.With more images uploaded every week and new topics added to choose from.
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Christy Electric Wheelchair Fundraiser,Hi.I created this Artwork as a way to raise funds for an outdoor Electric Wheelchair for myself.I've been trying to raise funds for 14yrs without success,My story is on Buy me a coffee Website below.All I ask is you read my story & Give me a like and to repost if you like my images.All ARTWORK is genuinely FREE on COFFEE.You only donate if you choose too.Thanks Christy. Patreon is Donation or Sponsor only.They Charge Me.Sorry. Buy me a Coffee https://www.buymeacoffee.com/myfrontdoor . Paypal donate https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=UQD48H4SCEEPE . Patreon support https://www.patreon.com/MyFrontDoor
Christy's Electric Wheelchair Fundraiser,
Hi Guy's.I created this Artwork as a way to raise funds for an outdoor Electric Wheelchair for myself.I've been trying to raise funds for 14yrs without success,My story is on the Buy me a coffee Website below.All I ask is if you could Like and Share and to please read my story.
All my ARTWORK is genuinely FREE on BUY ME A COFFEE.You only donate to my Wheelchair if YOU choose to Donate.Artwork is FREE to download immediately.You can download as many images as you wish.No limits.1000's of images on different topics.With more images uploaded every week and new topics added to choose from.
Thank you for reading. Christy.
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