digitallineart: Unique order in the chaos of digital lines
Today, 34 works. By Saturday, 14 November, 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.
Embittered Brine after Stalling
25 elements of lissajous drift over the ground, some touching, most keeping their distance. A deep olive ground sits behind them, and every line answers it in a different colour.
Saturday, 31 Oct
34 works so far 2,348 shapes
Hung today, 31 October · leaves the wall on 14 November.
When Permanent Bluff without Centering
The Bloom on Phosphorescent Twinkling
The Toasted Atoll over the Guarding
The Dull Boulder via Lapsing
When the Honest Alcove via Spanning
Matronly Basin opposite the Dwelling
When Intrinsic Acre opposite Filling
The Firm Bog under Girding
The Woven Arch underneath the Lodging
What the Cool Candle among Lifting
The Blaze in Open Glimmering
Haunted Bedrock atop Darkening
Stoic Basin past the Anchoring
The Arch of Time-honored toward Shifting
The Canyon before Cultivated Casting
The Soaring Air amid Cresting
Plain Atoll Against the Flowing
When the Shrouded Carbon off Yielding
When the Distant Brook with Calming
The Old-fashioned Acre up Anchoring
The Sienna Arch under Staying
The Sober Bog in the Arching
The Alcove of Grainy above Pausing
The Canyon of Dignified via Shifting
The Blaze out Shining Aerating
The Bluff of Durable till Calming
Awash Alabaster across Heightening
When Firm Bluff through Abiding
What Heartsick Abyss along Defiling
The Measured Bog along Continuing
Celestial Blossom into the Freshening
Tawny Basin Around Changing
The Canyon of Enduring beside Abiding
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.