digitallineart: Unique order in the chaos of digital lines
Today, 132 works. By Sunday, 15 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.
When Dignified Bog Against Tilling
37 sewing patterns spread across the field, crossing wherever chance brought them together. Every line is drawn in a colour of its own against a bright teal ground.
Sunday, 1 Nov
132 works so far 9,406 shapes
Hung today, 1 November · leaves the wall on 15 November.
The Bay beyond Organic Enduring
What the Elevated Blaze before Gladdening
The Raw Basalt by Congealing
When Reserved Atoll among Engraving
When Known Bay opposite Drawing
The Equable Brook onto the Grading
The Bluff along Trusty Leaning
Autumnal Bluff without the Laboring
Blended Border for the Joining
Clear Canyon off the Damming
What the Abiding Basin nearby Passing
The Bog throughout Venerable Sounding
The Effulgent Candle until Liberating
The Boulder of Heavy betwixt Expiring
What Rooted Arch for Closing
Nimble Brilliance before Arousing
The Countrified Arch on the Building
Sober Bluff behind the Grounding
When the Stained Canyon under Weighing
The Dappled Brilliance out Exhaling
The Canyon beneath Intact Toiling
What the Reflective Basin within Knitting
What the Bog upon Oaken Aging
When Heartfelt Atoll upon Turning
The Canyon of Calm down Winding
The Border of Solemn-warm Drawing
What the Wan Bedrock toward Plaguing
When the Blended Border after Abiding
The Composed Border from Kindling
The Bay nearby Humble Fashioning
When the Steady Canyon after Learning
When the Reasonable Bluff through Abetting
When the Bereft Boulder after Dreading
Deliberate Bog underneath the Settling
What the Intact Arch on Stirring
The Acre of Lasting amidst Rounding
Solemn-warm Canyon alongside Melting
The Temperate Arch through Dwelling
What Sedate Bluff down Harboring
Resolute Border amid Moving
Copper Alcove beneath the Bridging
The Basin throughout Homespun Arching
Grave-toned Bog out Grading
Dainty Cascade Against Liberating
The Border before Fertile Melding
The Brook Inside Mossy Girding
What the Warm-hued Bluff opposite Forming
What Fathomed Bluff off Collecting
When Chiming Brilliance Around Endearing
The Blissful Brilliance without Bedazzling
The Aura on Elysian Springing
The Acre betwixt Humble Pausing
The Textured Alcove out the Fitting
When Neutral Brook of Rounding
The Bay toward Matronly Anchoring
Joyful Alabaster between Flickering
Dusty Basin outside the Persisting
The Basin up Ocherous Toiling
What the Weighty Brook despite Growing
When Joyful Breath Since Fledging
The Angelic Blossom by the Whispering
When Autumnal Border onto Tying
The Basin of Fixed Around Delineating
The Moonless Bedrock of Burning
The Bay underneath Homely Tying
Ascending Beam beneath Tingling
What the Balmy Aura up Enkindling
The Cairn above Grieving Sundering
The Steady Brook underneath Extending
The Candle of Early Around Chiming
The Practical Arch onto Bending
The Basin amid Seemly Anchoring
Certain Atoll within the Lasting
When Airy Breath with Awakening
When Moonless Cavern near Vanishing
What the Acre round Layered Fording
What the Cape from Late Changing
Well-worn Atoll underneath Opening
The Firm Alcove behind Curving
What the Amber-toned Acre opposite Crossing
Heavyhearted Ash after Tarnishing
Blended Basin round the Setting
Russet Border with Moving
The Acre of Neutral with Carrying
The Bluff despite Ample Tracing
The Aura beside White Arousing
The Meditative Arch Around Melding
What Seraphic Blossom onto Unfolding
Weighty Basin underneath Filling
The Brook despite Warm-hued Bridging
The Anchored Border outside the Resting
When Morning Alabaster During Leaping
What the Phosphorescent Beam of Enlivening
Gleamy Bloom of Liberating
The Cursed Cave Against Souring
Shaped Bog between the Standing
The Grave-toned Bog of Bordering
The Floating Cascade from the Gilding
What Bountiful Blossom from Burgeoning
Floating Aura on Delighting
When the Antique Alcove onto Tracing
The Blaze on Glassy Flickering
When Dusty Alcove without Learning
Bronzed Brook without the Bending
What Amber Atoll past Connecting
When Quiescent Border onto Moving
What the Brook upon Sensible Balancing
The Boulder despite Dismal Dismaying
The Bluff beside Dignified Fashioning
Stoic Brook toward Grading
When Mild Canyon through Channeling
What the Cave between Empty Rending
What the Blaze above Idyllic Blossoming
Amber Atoll nearby Embedding
The Opaline Blossom underneath Fleeting
The Border underneath Layered Remaining
The Alabaster for Sunlit Sailing
What Pitiless Burial before Bleakening
Measured Brook circa Sounding
Solemn-warm Bog outside Adjusting
Gentle Atoll upon Forming
When Patinaed Basin through Grading
The Canyon of Reasonable in Echoing
What the Lean Atoll throughout Tending
What Steadfast Arch until Melding
Gentle Acre from the Arching
The Untroubled Acre up Melding
What Rooted Bluff in Abetting
The Woven Bog Around the Traveling
When the Mournful Bedrock betwixt Burdening
Lambent Alabaster Against the Unfolding
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.