Imagination is no only the uniquely human capacity to envision that which is not, and, therefore, the foundation of all invention and innovation. In its arguably most transformative and revelatory capacity, it is the power that enables us to empathise with humans whose experiences we have never shared.*
(J. K. Rowling)
In an uncertain environment, good intuitions must ignore information.**
Yesterday, I visited the Robots exhibition at the National Museum of Scotland, journeying through five hundred years of exploration for making machines more human. From an understanding of the universe being like a machine and thinking of humans as machines, through to seeing the most complex of machines becoming more human.
One of the things that stood out for me was simply how the industrial revolution demanded humans to tend the machines in life-numbing repetitions, souls trapped within the machines.
We are still breaking free from this to understand the possibilities for our lives as creative forces. The argument moves to and fro concerning whether machines serve humans or humans serve machines.
It’s hard to improve on the simple idea, though: Do what you love and love what you do.