Before we get to artificial intelligence, eternal torment and Trump, I just want to explain what I’m doing with this newsletter today. It’ll be quick!
The word observatory goes back to the mid-1600s. Then it meant a "building for observing astronomical phenomena." Now, there are all kinds of observatories built for observing all kinds of events. They’re designed to see the sky or the sea or hear the sound coming from places too deep in the universe for us to see. The people in the observatories keep log books of the events and objects they observe.
For each observation they record the nature of the event, the date, time, environmental conditions, and even personal thoughts. One observation on its own is a curiosity. But enough observations, from enough people, over enough years can help map a corner of existence.
I used to see my home as a workshop, I thought I was building something there. But more and more, I hope to design a home that helps me see. A home that helps me observe. A home observatory. With enough observations, I can begin to understand a corner of existence.
A lot of what we do on homeculture is the work of observing the events around us. I’d like to start keeping a little formal log of those observations. I wrote a couple weeks ago about wanting to write more here. And I think this is how we’ll do it. I hope in the comments of each of my observations, you share what else you could see from your home observatory. We all have different views of the sky.
Who knows? Maybe once we’ve collected enough observations, we’ll understand new corners of existence.
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Date: March 23, 2023
Conditions: Small bank blight, Reproductive healthcare drought , Geopolitical storm clouds, AI Misinformation Mists
My thoughts:
Earlier this week, Donald Trump posted an AI generated photo of himself on Truth Social. In the image, he’s on one knee praying, bathed in celestial glory. His clasped hands have the signature AI hand distortion. (And yes, I do think it’s some sort of omen that no matter how good AI models get at creating images, they cannot make human hands. And no, I do not know why we’re not heeding it.)
I immediately thought of the early Renaissance nobles in the Southern Netherlands who thought portraits could save them from eternal torment.
As devotion at home became more common, the Flemish elite began to fill their homes with religious images once reserved for inside churches. They used art the same way the church and state did - to prove their affluence and authority. Well, with one important addition - themselves. They’d commission a painting of the nativity and then have themselves painted in at Jesus’ feet, praying in all their velvet and lace. It must have been something to kneel before a triptych that held you and the savior of all mankind.
In the Southern Netherlands, the Catholic Church had state power as well as heavenly power. When a nobleman was painted at the feet of Christ, he was asserting his own power and authority by association. I guess one modern day equivalent of this is when a lesser known influencer tags a more well known influencer.
Like a social media post, this art was also made to influence the public. The very rich and powerful didn’t keep their devotions at home. Artists were commissioned to create overwhelming religious scenes. Those scenes were also designed to move the viewer to support the Catholic Church and its state representatives over the burgeoning Protestant Church. And in a world where the powerless had relatively little access to large scale produced images, it was not hard to become overwhelmed and then moved.
It wasn’t just about the power. It was also about purgatory. Praying before holy scenes was one way to express the kind of devotion that saved your soul. And it didn’t just save your soul, it could save the souls of the dead too. By the early Renaissance, Catholic people pretty widely understood purgatory as a place where a somewhat sinful soul went to be purified before ascending to heaven. The purification was fairly hellish.
Intercessory prayers were offered to help ease the suffering of the dead and help shorten their time in purgatory. The more prayers, the better off the soul - whether it was yours or anothers. And, at one point in history, the prayers didn’t have to come from a human. They could be symbolically prayed by a portrait.
When a noble person was painted in prayer, they created AD - artificial devotion. There are a lot of debates right now about whether AI will become truly sentient. I don’t know what the debates were like over AD. But I do know where they landed for a time - AD was truly spiritual.
When a noble person was painted in prayer, they created AD - artificial devotion.
Even the most devoted AD couldn’t keep you out of purgatory. But it could help you move through it more quickly. As long as your praying portrait continued to exist, the simulated devotion continued to intercede on your behalf. Even after you were dead.
Elon thinks he’s on the cutting edge of technology when he talks about uploading his mind to some future framework. But the Flemish had already figured out how to capture their faith in a frame over 600 years ago.
Trump’s AI portrait is an iteration of this old tradition. His chosen faith tradition isn’t Catholicism. It’s Christian Nationalism - a far-right political ideology that’s Christian in name only. Unconcerned with heaven, Christian Nationalist’s are intent on building hell on earth.
In the image, Trump kneels in one of Christian Nationalism’s holiest scenes - a dark hall of power. By depicting himself in an act of devotion in the aesthetic popularized by artists like Jon McNaughton is one way to assert his authority to his base. The scene isn’t painted because being a patron of the arts is no longer the best way to influence the public. But being a patron of the deepfakes? Well sure. That’ll do.
I don’t think that Trump believes in anything but himself. Still. There’s the artificial light falling on his twisting hands. What does he think his simulated prayer will save him from? Prison, oblivion, purifying torment?
Donald Trump is 76 years old. His AI portrait will kneel in prayer for longer than he’s alive. And while neither sentient AI nor spiritual AD feel possible to me, I can’t help but feel a chill when I think about where that portrait’s prayers will keep him.
Further Reading:
Sinners, Saints, Lovers and Fools
What Have Humans Just Unleashed?
What a great connection between AD & AI (and deep fakes)! I'm going to sit and think about how this is showing up ALL. OVER.
Kind of a tangent, but I think it's interesting. :)
Some thirty years ago, I went to see a museum exhibition of grave goods from an excavation of the Royal Tombs of Ur. The cemetery complex dates back to around 2600 BC, so well over 4,500 years ago. One of the items found was a small alabaster statue, about a foot tall, of a man with his hands clasped in prayer. (It's called the Standing Male Worshipper from Tell Asmar, if anyone wants to Google an image of it; I recommend taking a look.) It's the largest of a dozen similar figures found in a temple dedicated to the Sumerian god Abu.
The statues have these large, imploring eyes made of shell inlay and limestone; one even has irises of lapis lazuli. Their expressions range from devoted to utterly rapt. It's hard to describe the impact of these little figures. They're not at all realistic, but they've all got their own distinct personalities and are marvelously striking. The Standing Male Worshipper has stuck with me for decades now.
But the thing that's really stuck with me is their purpose. These statues were meant as a living worshipper's avatar. You bought one, sometimes had it personalized with an inscription, and placed it in the temple to your god as your stand-in. The idea seemed to be that your god would look out across his temple precincts, see your statue and think to himself, "That Eshkar, such a faithful worshipper, always here day and night. I should bless his barley fields."
So that Artificial Devotion (such a great term!) goes back way before the Renaissance. I wonder if it goes back to the beginning of human worship. Sort of The Lazy Man's Guide to Propitiating Capricious Deities.