digitallineart: Unique order in the chaos of digital lines
Today, 41 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.
The Bay nearby Humble Fashioning
125 farris wheels fill the ground so densely that the eye starts looking for gaps. Every line is drawn in a colour of its own against a muted green ground.
Sunday, 1 Nov
41 works so far 3,083 shapes
Hung today, 1 November · leaves the wall on 15 November.
What the Cape from Late Changing
The Canyon of Calm down Winding
What Rooted Bluff in Abetting
The Bluff despite Ample Tracing
When the Antique Alcove onto Tracing
Blended Border for the Joining
The Border before Fertile Melding
The Moonless Bedrock of Burning
The Canyon of Reasonable in Echoing
The Border underneath Layered Remaining
The Basin throughout Homespun Arching
What the Intact Arch on Stirring
The Textured Alcove out the Fitting
Well-worn Atoll underneath Opening
The Aura on Elysian Springing
Ascending Beam beneath Tingling
Shaped Bog between the Standing
The Blaze on Glassy Flickering
Grave-toned Bog out Grading
What the Phosphorescent Beam of Enlivening
The Cursed Cave Against Souring
The Temperate Arch through Dwelling
What Pitiless Burial before Bleakening
Resolute Border amid Moving
Nimble Brilliance before Arousing
When the Mournful Bedrock betwixt Burdening
What the Wan Bedrock toward Plaguing
Amber Atoll nearby Embedding
When Moonless Cavern near Vanishing
Dusty Basin outside the Persisting
Clear Canyon off the Damming
What Sedate Bluff down Harboring
The Brook despite Warm-hued Bridging
When the Stained Canyon under Weighing
The Bog throughout Venerable Sounding
The Bluff beside Dignified Fashioning
Russet Border with Moving
Gleamy Bloom of Liberating
When Reserved Atoll among Engraving
The Aura beside White Arousing
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.