The Origin of Darkness

Where does it come from? Why and when did my physics/math/engineering art decide to only dwell on black backgrounds? I am sure there are proper theories in the history of art. I can come up with some armchair psychologist’s explanations – blaming popular culture, clichés, a collage of archetypical memories. I am hacker. We hackers…

No Loose Ends

I don’t like loose ends. But my physics/math art curves have often been cut off, like fraying fabric. I have tried to let them taper off smoothly, letting them fade in the dark, but I would prefer closed lines. The real and imaginary towers have flat roofs. When using software, I tilt the structures, so…

Imperfect Projections

___________________ _______ __ _ _ __ _______ ___________________ Imperfect Projections dissolve the inherent rectangularity dedifferentiating the materials used dependent on the subjective attitudes create interventions change the landscape of the city with a highlight of the spatial dimension a broad utility as a datum for the objective consideration engineers who are responsible resolve multiple objectives…

Field Lines and Potentials – Reality and Imagination Reloaded

I am creating Physics Art very much like I create Found Poetry. I need tough constraints, silly rules, and tools not designed for art. In a world of perfect renderings and deep fakes, I restrict myself to programming parametric curves. Just lines. There are millions of beautiful parametric functions you could choose from. So, I…

They Shall Shine in the Dark

On February 24 I wrote: They shall shine in the dark. I use this sentence as a seed for Twitter search poetry – interlacing poetry with temperature waves again . ~ ~~ ~~~ ~~~~ They shall shine in the dark The interstellar void going down much faster determined to take over under renewed attack under…

Plural Form

Take a figure of a historical patent, meticulously drawn before there was software. It’s a Plural Grating Spectrograph. Wonder about the appeal of antique technical drawings. So modest, so sublime. Copy it, multiply it. Slowly rotate the color wheel, until the purples meet the reds again. This is an impossible spectrum. There are no purples…

True Colors

I have picked two colors. They shall shine in the dark. ~~~ Another version of my series Reality and Imagination. I used artistic license when tweaking the color values.

Jellyfish of Diffraction

Diffraction patterns, again. But this time I tack them to an imaginary semi-circular screen. Screens grow bigger in radius with increasing wavelength – growing more reddish. If every wavelength would be diffracted in the same way, all peaks would lie on a radius of the circle. But as red is diffracted more, maxima move to…

Newton’s Space Probes Investigate my Ribbons of Diffraction

I have been calculating diffraction patterns for visible light. Curves are displaced to turn the whole structure into a wavy ribbon built from colored wires or threads. I have turned these images into collages, adding Isaac Newton’s drawings from Opticks (1704). The more I moved Newton’s figures around, and the more I twisted the ribbons…

Complex Alien Eclipse

My colorful complex function lived in a universe of white light. I turned off the light. Turned it into its negative. Expected it to look bleak. Like thin white bones on black canvas, cartoon skeletons of imaginary alien creatures. But it is more like the total solar eclipse I watched in 1999. There is interference,…

Reality and Imagination

Grey and colorful. Cutting through each other. Chasing each other. Meeting in the center, leaning on each other, forming an infinite line. ~ Reality and Imagination: Real and imaginary part of complex function 1/z: ~ The real part of 1/z is painted in shades of grey, the imaginary part in rainbow colors. Plots are created…

Infinity

New Year’s Eve 2019 seems infinitely far in the past. It was the first day news about this mysterious disease had been published in my country. Yet it seems infinitely far away at that time, somewhere in China. Today we see something glowing at the end of a weird long corridor. Despite horrible news, I…