The universe has no innate meaning. That is why I create. I marvel at the astounding fact of our existence - sapient life, perhaps the only sapient life - and I feel like not creating art would be such a waste. Thoughts such as these - of meaninglessness, of life, of complexity arising from simplicity through no direct, conscious action - are what drive me and what shape my process. Thus, it is rare for me to have a preconceived idea when beginning a piece. Just as evolution gives rise to life through natural selection of random mutations, so do I use fractal geometry (using software) to find and create unique meaning & beauty. Fractal geometry is mind-blowing, and I enjoy not fully understanding it, yet still being able to use it, similar to how genes don't understand the life they encode. Thus, the less intent I have in the creation of a piece, the better. There are few things better than the feeling I get when I discover something unique out of the chaos. When a random, garbled mess suddenly transforms itself into an exploding planet, or a succubus's bum..! You probably want to contest my "meaningless universe" claim - but remember, I said no _innate_ meaning .. Of course meaning exists. But only because we assign it. And this is marvellous! =) In the end, that's what I do...: I take the end results of my wrestlings with chaos and ascribe meaning to them. And just as we might see things differently in life, so you and I might see different meanings in my work. If you see the same as I, well, then we're likely to be friends, I suppose ^-^ Yet there are pieces in my work that have a very clear intention - because in recent years, I've begun playing "god", in the same way most of my fellow artists do. I've tried wielding my now familiar tools and creating worlds of my own with them.