digitallineart: Unique order in the chaos of digital lines
The Border of Unflappable Echoing
Just eight elements of asanoha, each one given its own stretch of ground. Against the muted blue ground, no two of them share a 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.
Thursday
142 works so far 8,504 shapes
Hung today, 15 October · leaves the wall on 22 October.
Frugal Atoll by the Bracing
Grimy Carbon opposite the Stalling
What Austere Abyss beneath Darkening
Earnest Acre in Drifting
Composed Acre outside Resting
When Grave-toned Bog betwixt Filling
The Mellowed Canyon above Brewing
What the Sedate Border down Stretching
Grave-toned Bog across Guarding
What the Bog atop Level-headed Fashioning
The Sandy Acre outside the Carving
Placid Atoll before Melting
The Shadowy Cairn round the Stilling
When Strong Basin onto Knitting
Fixed Bay upon Arching
What the Bluff within Ponderous Working
The Bluff until Real Enclosing
The Bluff of Lean past Echoing
Easygoing Alcove on Growing
The Spotless Alabaster round the Unfurling
The Stained Brook until the Melding
The Bog of Centered amidst Resting
The Intrinsic Acre outside Arching
The Lonesome Basalt alongside Sapping
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.