Not much to say about this one… except maybe that finding this particular fractal struck me somewhat. It has something to say, I feel.
A sphere, an opening to a different dimension. Through the narrow crack I see hints of things that were, are, and could be.
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I didn’t make the above piece from scratch. I used a script which automatically generated the parameters. All I did was color it, set the camera just right, and tweak a couple of other details. Does that make it less art? Does that make the process of choosing this configuration of pixels over all others less important? What do you think?
It’s amazing to see just how much one can improve in the span of a couple of years. I recently found this old fractal in my files, and decided to update it to reflect my current skill level.
The mystery of the vortex has been in this piece right from the start though, and no amount of technical proficiency could have compensated for the lack of that. Revisiting the past reminds me of how magical the whole process felt back then. Being able to even create something at all, having complete control over this tiny universe within an editor. It was exhilarating, and my writings from that time reflect that breathlessness, the complete amazement at my newly found passion.
I’ve grown up a lot since then, but once thing I promise myself is to never lose that sense of childlike wonder. It’s the stuff life is made from.
An old friend has come to visit again… but this time, he speaks of power instead of beauty. Stronger, a bit darker, with an almost overwhelming presence; challenging me to do more. I hear the sound of his wings as he sweeps by, inviting me to take flight.
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Realizing you have just passed a critical threshold, taken that one step that brings you to a whole new level – it’s one of the most amazing feelings, ever.
Whenever I come close to the point of thinking that I’m finally starting to grasp everything there is to know about fractal flames, I promptly find myself at the doorstep to the next room full of mysteries. The discovery of this amazing artform brings me joy every day.
Now that this particular phase of learning is coming to a close, I feel an itch do something more, a gentle pull in my hands. It’s far to soon to articulate it in words – we’ll just have to see what comes streaming out of my fingertips next.