Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Genetic Algorithms - 3D Abstract #112



A caterpillar,
this deep in fall—
still not a butterfly.


Matsuo Bashō.

9 comments:

Will Doohan said...

Cocoons of Blue moths
gestating quietly, then
All at once, rebirth

runnerfrog said...

Tell me the truth: I'm a good mother, isn't?

Tai said...

I also see...a convocation of dragonflies. Nice and bluesy.

Tai said...

This image also reminds me of the little blue butterflies that used to live in San Francisco, until they built condos in its habitat and wiped them out. Who would think they would fly all the way to Argentina?

runnerfrog said...

Well, they come here because condos are falling down in pieces, so they're recovering their habitat.

Will Doohan said...

If you look closely, you can see them weakening the structures of the condos at night, to hasten their downfall.

runnerfrog said...

Yeah, those little bastards are breaking our country in pieces, the butterflies are responsible, not us!

Will Doohan said...

I hope you enjoyed my haiku.
I wasn't going to leave another comment but the secret word is 'anorging'. I don't know what it means. Perhaps it is the anonymous gorging of someone with an eating disorder?

(Yes, you are a good mother, RF. :-P)

runnerfrog said...

Enjoyed indeed! Have another one? :-) Perhaps you can constantly talk in haikus and we don't know it yet?

For real, I think you wrote a very nice one, and fitting, Will.