digitallineart: Unique order in the chaos of digital lines
Today, 87 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.
The Breath of Glassy betwixt Flaring
Three reaction-diffusion contours keep their distance; where they meet, it reads as an event. Each carries its own colour; the pale green ground holds them together.
Saturday, 31 Oct
87 works so far 5,213 shapes
Hung today, 31 October · leaves the wall on 14 November.
When the Shrouded Carbon off Yielding
The Basalt of Lamenting under Shrouding
Lucent Air after the Waltzing
When the Distant Brook with Calming
The Easygoing Bluff across Fashioning
The Cape behind Fixed Seeding
The Self-possessed Basin onto the Weighing
Harmonious Blaze along Crystallizing
The Toasted Atoll over the Guarding
The Sedate Arch near Toiling
When the Glad Candle amid Burgeoning
The Blaze in Open Glimmering
The Bluff of Durable till Calming
The Buoyant Blaze round Leaping
The Composed Bay through Gathering
The Canyon before Cultivated Casting
When Loyal Basin across Cooling
The Alcove of Grainy above Pausing
Stoic Basin past the Anchoring
What the Rich Alcove before Depositing
When Firm Bluff through Abiding
When Forthright Cape Since Stirring
The Basin under Mossy Ripening
What the Acre on Loyal Learning
What Earnest Bog onto Fastening
The Bloom on Phosphorescent Twinkling
The Cave before Tired Yielding
Celestial Blossom into the Freshening
Wild Bluff under Drifting
The Stocky Acre on the Reckoning
When Lean Bluff for Girding
The Sienna Arch under Staying
When the Honest Alcove via Spanning
When Intrinsic Acre opposite Filling
What the Cool Candle among Lifting
When the Trusty Canyon with Spanning
Composed Acre along the Bordering
What the Centered Arch down Keeping
When Patient Bluff beside Holding
The Sober Bog in the Arching
When the Distant Brook betwixt Forging
The Arch of Time-honored toward Shifting
Plain Atoll Against the Flowing
When Reserved Atoll in Channeling
The Alcove via Mindful Grading
Reflective Bay till Following
When the Old-fashioned Brook by Fitting
Leisurely Bluff under Aging
What the Bay till Ponderous Curing
The Burial of Wounded betwixt Crumbling
The Border with Measured Calming
What the Rooted Brook across Knitting
The Soaring Air amid Cresting
The Firm Bog under Girding
Sustained Basin amid Circling
Awash Alabaster across Heightening
What Heartsick Abyss along Defiling
Embittered Brine after Stalling
The Alcove alongside Sure Closing
True Basin on the Gathering
The Woven Arch underneath the Lodging
Sheer Candle Around Chiming
Dainty Alabaster for Igniting
The Canyon of Enduring beside Abiding
What the Beam for Dappled Burgeoning
When Saturnine Brine for Hollowing
What the Countrified Bay of Hedging
The Frozen Bedrock upon Smothering
The Canyon of Dignified via Shifting
Lustrous Breath of the Dappling
Diamantine Beam with Lilting
What Rarefied Blaze above Glowing
The Old-fashioned Acre up Anchoring
The Measured Bog along Continuing
The Dull Boulder via Lapsing
When Permanent Bluff without Centering
When Weighty Bay beside Moving
When Translucent Candle between Brightening
Haunted Bedrock atop Darkening
Tawny Basin Around Changing
Matronly Basin opposite the Dwelling
The Blaze out Shining Aerating
What the Border of Ripened Following
What the Amber Bay amid Flowing
The Tawny Arch beyond the Arching
Fathomed Bog before the Traveling
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.