Pain has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.
It has no future but itself,
Its infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightened to perceive
New periods of pain.
Emily Dickinson, 650.
Un blog donde las matemáticas están fortalecidas por la genética para lograr la creatividad computacional que se cruza con el arte.
No hay fractales aquí, sino genética y arte generativo.
[A blog where math is empowered by genetics to achieve computational creativity that intersects with the arts.
A combination of natural selection and computers, somehow. --Not fractals here, but genetics and generative art.
Pain has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.
It has no future but itself,
Its infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightened to perceive
New periods of pain.
5 comments:
I like this one! Symmetry usually "works" for me and the black background helps enhance the image. Good work :)
I love this! How beautiful! Somehow it makes me miss you even more. Or maybe I just miss you more anyway.
I feel self-pressured lately, because in between all my missing, I'm missing my humour, and I apply pressure on myself without noticing, waiting it back impatiently. My humour relate me more fluently to others and I need it very much to feel things flowing naturally.
Thanks for this particular comment and all of you, Dzeni; I use to disregard the value of the simplest, specially the black backgrounds. Your comments always bring forward aesthetic values and that is appreciated coming from you.
One very special celestial starfish.
From the heaven of frogs.
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