digitallineart: Unique order in the chaos of digital lines
Today, 65 works. By next Sunday, none of them.
Each piece is generated once, straight from a formula, and never remade. The lines land wherever the math puts them; the colour falls where chance decides. Nothing on this wall is a print or a copy. What hangs here now will be gone before you think to look again, and something that has never existed will take its place.
What Durable Cape across Rooting
75 Fourier series crowd the field until single lines turn into texture. Each carries its own colour; the bright green ground holds them together.
Sunday
65 works so far 4,220 shapes
Hung today, 25 October · leaves the wall on 1 November.
The Canyon amidst Copper Abiding
Rich Brook upon the Steadying
Plainspoken Canyon Against Staying
What Numbing Cave Against Oppressing
Solemn Cavern unto the Lingering
Forbearing Bay down the Spinning
The Layered Arch During the Fashioning
What the Bluff up Resolute Spanning
What the Arch near Ordinary Seasoning
When the Crumbling Ash During Throttling
When Trusty Arch up Centering
Broken Char of the Curdling
The Bog despite Forged Pressing
What the Arch unto Even Cradling
The Bog upon Patient Engraving
When the Autumnal Basin atop Holding
Unflappable Bay Inside Housing
The Bluff out Clear Standing
Sienna Bay via Flowing
What the Changeless Bluff down Staying
The Frank Acre for the Dividing
Dainty Aura via Fluttering
The Cordial Acre under Casting
Sagacious Basin without Enduring
What Amber Border near Toiling
The Canyon nearby Woven Moving
The Acre along Shaped Forging
Rarefied Alabaster Inside Glazing
The Ocherous Border above the Tying
What the Mirthful Blaze among Ensouling
When Thoughtful Acre without Learning
Reflective Bog circa the Moving
The Blaze upon Flawless Greeting
The Dark Brine Around the Failing
When Forged Bluff throughout Following
The Changeless Arch toward Delineating
The Husky Bay up Fitting
Buried Cairn on Blistering
Dignified Alcove During the Settling
The Lasting Cape throughout the Weighing
Aglitter Aurora Against Illumining
The Acre among Honest Grading
What the Border During Humble Spreading
What the Brook off Tender Layering
The Heartfelt Basin along Echoing
Evenhanded Bog beyond Inscribing
When the Mature Bog with Stretching
Soaring Brilliance Against Swirling
Anchored Canyon behind Sharing
The Atoll along Steady Growing
What the Mossy Border nearby Waiting
What the Acre after Wise Lodging
When Clay-rolled Bog into Staying
When Tender Bog near Learning
When Practical Alcove beyond Guarding
The Sustained Acre beneath the Shaping
The Bleakest Ash along Dreading
When Stoic Bay Since Climbing
Furrowed Atoll opposite the Reckoning
The Bloom near Light Aerating
What Chaste Brilliance past Beckoning
When Serene Alcove circa Buffering
What the Basin upon Ordinary Entwining
The Basin of Oaken atop Climbing
One line. One moment. Never again.
Every work on this wall comes out of code and chance. Nothing is traced from a template, and no filter is laid over it afterwards. An algorithm takes a new random start for every picture and lets the uncertainty do the rest.
The works are made live through the day, one every few minutes, from carefully balanced parameters. Shapes unfold, colours shift and lines cross in ways nobody can predict, and nobody can repeat them either. The rules are strict and the outcome is open, which is why some pictures look as if they had chosen their own path.
Nothing is edited and nothing is made twice. Each picture is what one run of the program produced, and it exists in that one version only. That makes every piece here one of a kind, a fingerprint left by the code: precise and random at the same time, and not made to last.
Whether you collect, make things yourself or just like rhythm in a picture, stop here for a moment. What you find will be gone soon, and nothing quite like it will come back.
Each work is made once and never copied. Go and find yours.