digitallineart: Unique order in the chaos of digital lines
Blighted Cavern over Dimming
14 elements of uroko spread across the field, crossing wherever chance brought them together. A deep blue ground sits behind them, and every line answers it in a different colour.
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.
Wednesday
150 works so far 9,514 shapes
Hung today, 14 October · leaves the wall on 21 October.
What the Atoll betwixt Sound Forming
Serene Bay atop Cooling
What the Basin opposite Dusky-gold Staying
The Cool Aura beyond the Waltzing
When Levitating Aurora between Enlivening
What the Carbon along Shrouded Sapping
When Loyal Basin Around Adjusting
The Lingering Atoll via the Circling
Strong Arch by Waiting
The Arch round Weighted Grounding
When Well-worn Bluff atop Stirring
The Bluff of Evenhanded alongside Grounding
The Alcove circa Pragmatic Housing
What the Cairn from Cursed Demolishing
When Desolate Basalt behind Decaying
The Brook of Contemplative till Knitting
What Ordinary Arch Since Engraving
The Blaze of Silken down Uplifting
The Olive Bluff upon Turning
The Dulcet Aurora till Effervescing
What Countrified Bluff by Hedging
What the Arch out Lingering Learning
When the Harmonious Alabaster over Swelling
What the Brine Since Ragged Grieving
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.