Entering.
New Lineism. Prelude.
Curves.
My study of curves in 3D space is overgrown with logical connections. I finally formulated an idea that I want to carry through my artworks. Kandinsky genius. I made sure of it again when I reread his book for the third time. Subconsciously, I used his methods when creating my artworks. He described everything he had. There seems to be nothing to add anymore. But I think it's possible to update.
Lineism? A current that somehow passed in the shadow of everyone else. Rodchenko. Thank you.
Nevertheless, the fate of people to process the old experience, building their guesses about the future on it. We move in a spiral, attracting or attracting to the most significant moments of the past. By taking away key information, we grow a fractal tree of actions and ideas similar but different from the past. Self-similarity.
Everything develops by itself, not overgrown with new ones, but throwing off the old one, expposing a new but familiar entity. That seems to be the meaning of everything.
