digitallineart: Unique order in the chaos of digital lines
Today, 46 works. By Friday, 13 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.
What the Canyon betwixt Worldly Weaving
100 tensegrity structures overlap again and again, building a weave no hand would have planned. Against the muted violet ground, no two of them share a colour.
Friday, 30 Oct
46 works so far 2,890 shapes
Hung today, 30 October · leaves the wall on 13 November.
When Trusty Basin unto Bracing
The Brook of Tranquil toward Gathering
When Sagacious Atoll of Pressing
When Airless Carbon circa Rotting
What the Canyon among Cordial Earning
The Copper Border upon Hedging
The Ashen-warm Bay across Grounding
What Rooted Brook above Finding
Unhurried Canyon before the Guarding
What Sound Bluff Around Changing
The Steady Atoll unto Calming
Copper Arch of Knotting
When Strong Atoll amidst Forging
Contemplative Bay During Spinning
When Burnished Arch on Inscribing
What the Arch throughout Calm Fastening
Permanent Acre from Curing
Known Cape onto Clearing
The Natural Alcove nearby Rooting
The Ample Bay circa Melting
Heavenly Alabaster despite Coruscating
Serene Border before the Resting
The Bog alongside Serene Closing
Fixed Canyon with Spinning
The Basin of Salted of Crafting
Sound Bog in Fitting
Furrowed Bay by Laboring
When the Exquisite Air out Exhaling
The Soft Atoll outside Bridging
Mossbacked Arch underneath the Carrying
When Oppressed Brine opposite Howling
What Lean Brook upon Gathering
When the Clear Basin opposite Ripening
The Breath of Young until Quickening
Rosy Blossom near the Waking
The Blaze Inside Joyful Enlivening
Countrified Acre near Finding
What Dull Brine During Submerging
The Acre down Settled Tilling
What Spotless Aura by Ascending
What the Acre nearby Stable Setting
The Arch of Honest Around Cycling
The Plain Acre without Fashioning
The Bog under Subtle Spanning
The Border atop Cordial Sounding
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.