Circuit
when the circuit opens,
it's with the promise of at least
one hundred
separate
cycles.
iterating,
overandoverandoverandoverandover
until I [inevitably?] get it right.
I think-
presume-
that this is what inspiration is about,
and that,
if tapped properly,
it becomes a
f o u n t a i n h e a d
that sustains the part of my soul that yearns to
create.
make.
share.
at 14 years old,
my hubris and my brain's budding propensity for assigning patterns and systems to
everything
leads me down a weird path when I set out,
experimenting with art.
I think art can be generated,
sequenced,
automated,
and now,
more than 20 years later,
here I am,
appalled.
completing the circuit meant something different when I was learning how to generate art in an image editor, all those years ago. when I was 14 I thought art could be sequenced. I had a GIMP formula worked out. I was always trying to put things into boxes that would fit them perfectly, why I always named things in version numbers with lots of room for iteration, because if I titled something with a 'version 0.01' at the end, it meant inspiration for at least 100 of that thing. 100 variations. I don't think I ever made it past 0.02. trying to automate content creation before 'content creators' were even a thing, before automatic art generation existed outside of science fiction. this ultimately even persisted into the photography I did when I was traveling. I don't regret this time of thinking that, if I hacked the art 'formula,' I would gain something. it was a good first step towards experiencing art the way it actually was. turns out you do actually have to put some effort in, and the result is far more rewarding, even if you make trash.