ChatGPT uses advanced natural language processing (NLP) to understand and respond to user input. It can be used for a wide range of tasks, including answering questions, summarizing information, writing articles, generating code, and even composing creative pieces like poems or scripts.
How it works:
ChatGPT is trained on a massive dataset of text from the internet, allowing it to learn patterns and generate coherent and relevant responses. It essentially predicts the next word in a sequence, based on the previous words and the overall context.
This technology will soon make you unemployed and intensely miserable (I made that part up).
This might seem self-serving, but I promise that my brother texted me out of the blue saying he asked ChatGPT about my work. It was unsolicited (I swear), as I feel like simply asking A.I. about me is ultimately going to lead to it ripping me off, and to the aforementioned misery.
But when asked, it responded with the below:
Pumpkinrot’s style can best be described as handcrafted folk horror meets Halloween art installation. His work blends rustic, decayed materials—like sticks, burlap, and natural fibers—with hauntingly atmospheric lighting and design. The result is a deeply eerie, otherworldly aesthetic rooted in:
Folk horror: Inspired by rural superstitions, scarecrows, and pagan-like effigies.
Organic textures: Emphasizes weathered, rotting, and natural elements.
Silent storytelling: His props often feel like they’re part of an ancient ritual or lost myth, evoking narrative without words.
Muted, earthy palette: Dominated by browns, grays, and sickly yellows, with flickers of candlelight or eerie glows.
Minimal but powerful movement: Many of his pieces are static but posed in ways that suggest life or presence.
Overall, his work feels like unearthed relics from forgotten autumnal folklore—evocative, unsettling, and deeply immersive.
I was really creeped out at first. But then I figured that write up would look nice on a tombstone... I definitely appreciated that it formulated that description based on stuff it found online. But it still feels icky.
Then I envisioned a future where home haunters begin generating A.I. haunt photos of nonexistent Halloween displays. A future where it becomes impossible to determine what's real and what's not. As someone who receives messages on Instagram asking me if my photos are A.I., I dread a future where no one can tell the difference. And I'm thinking that future isn't all that far away.