Finding the Beauty in Chaos

A new beginning that looks an awful lot like the old one.When I set out to explore fractal art, I face a confusing array of controls& parameters. It has taken me years to develop the eye to select the best cropping, the most flattering palette, and the most interesting settings, then present them in a pleasing manner. Without this discipline, the fractal is an utter mess with no focus. By making a few poorly chosen decisions, the same mathematical location and the same color palette can appear completely different —and far less appealing.Of course, anybody with the time and desire to learn the software can produce pleasing images. It isn ’t as if I received a PhD in advance fractal art, traveling to distant lands to study with the Mandelbrot masters before writing my doctoral thesis on the societal implications of sliders versus number fields and how they subvert the patriarchy.However, as I was exploring a particular fractal set the other day, —tweaking the parameters to get something beautiful to leap out of the screen—I had an interesting thought that caused me to stop and ponder:I wish my life was as easy to organize as these fractals are.There is too much chaos to detail here, but suffice it to say that my life is more like the bottom image with its cacophony of line and color, overwhelmed with indiscernible patterns. It feels like absolute and total chaos, and I’m not pleased about it one single pixel.I sat there wondering what my slider controls were....
Source: The Splintered Mind by Douglas Cootey - Category: Psychiatry Tags: ADHD Depression Family Goodreads Journaling Visualizing Writing Source Type: blogs