This post was inspired by my son who’s recently become fascinated with dinoflagellates and said I should write something about them.
I look in the mirror. See someone reflected. I believe it is me yet have no proof.
And worse, I am not certain of who “me” might even be.
Everything… everything contains a pattern.
Whether it’s the algorithm behind the beating of a hummingbird’s wing, recurring DNA codes, fractals within crystals and clouds, or the mathematical framework of music, it would seem that nothing stands outside of intrinsic pattern.
Art has so many hidden talents. One is certainly the ability to remind us of essential things we have forgotten.
Remember all the abuse Chicken Little took for warning his friends? Well, turns out he was right.
I don’t know if this image will hit you the same way it hit me, but I still can’t get over it. Read More