Wednesday, January 07, 2009

3D Genetic Algorithms - Abstract Nº74

The whole Mediterranean, the sculpture, the palm, the gold beads, the bearded heroes, the wine, the ideas, the ships, the moonlight, the winged gorgons, the bronze men, the philosophers -all of it seems to rise in the sour, pungent taste of these black olives between the teeth. A taste older than meat, older than wine. A taste as old as cold water.

Lawrence Durrell, "Prospero's Cell"


itzktb said...

Can't say it better than that. Very cool.

runnerfrog said...

Happiness is... finding two olives in your twistini when you're hungry. (Paraphrased over Johnny Carson).

Deb said...

I see the tentacles as a *portal* through which one enters this beautiful watery world. Also a *guardian*, because only the pure of heart can enter.

NOTE: I'm in my fantasy world again :D

runnerfrog said...

Leave Water World to a bad actor/director :-)

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