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Oh, the mysteries of the fractals, wrapped in an enigma, exposed as a riddle, packed in an apple crate, stuffed into an old suitcase, covered with a national flag, bigger inside than outside, with a multitude of iterations and no end in sight, no end in sight, no end.....
...and when you dive to the bottom of this, after unwrapping layer after layer, much deeper than subatomic particles, you might find a little box with a note that says: This fractal was entirely created for you only! The signature is a little blurry – looks like: Franz K.
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Yes, indeed, fractals are relentless lovers! They don't know when and where to stop. When you think you're there, a whole new world of sensual delights opens up, eats you alive and spits you out at the other end of the multiverse, right next to the entrance to another Mandelbox and so on... Fractal love increases or fades, but it never ends. Well, no surprise, they have strange attractors, Julia sets, smooth normals, and amazing boxes... |
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Check out
Brummbaer's
animations
on YouTube:
Brummbaer45 |
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Pronto pronto, schnell schnell, vite vite!!!
Italian Futurists first explored the phenomenon of speed in the art of Umberto Boccioni and many others. So did the lovely couple: Sonia and Robert Delaunay. Jackson Pollock is being suspected of creating fractal patterns (?) -- and nobody remembers k.r.h. Sonderborg, who mastered to paint really fast canvases. Those paintings look like fast fractals, long before there were computers.
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Fractal paintings
and animations
of
Tralfamadore:
Brummbaer on Tralfamadore |
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– and so are you. That's why everything looks like a spiritual lifeform to you, haha! But seriously – it must be a powerful spirit that takes half a page of instructions to create vast worlds, so immensly large that you never know if you ever saw everything, because there might be a pixelsize entity somewhere in the noise, that at closer inspection reveals a whole other so-far-unseen world. Meanwhile it's 2 o'clock in the morning – and as my mother would say: “Tomorrow is another day!” |
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My old website,
also with
precomputer material:
Brummbaer.net |
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Are they all bigger on the inside? And if there is an inside -- where is the outside? Are we the outside? Do we fit into the inside, being larger... In the real world, do we all look like hippopotami in tutus? ...and how real are we? Compared to what?
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...and still more:
Illustrations
by Brummbaer
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