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THE MYTHOS OF CREATION

        These paintings evolved through fractal generation
and were then subjected to a transformative evolutionary
process with state-of-the-art computer art programs. As fractals,
this art cannot exist without the computer because the generation of
such imagery is not possible within traditional physical mediums. The
computer thus emerges as a primary creative force in this realm,
yet it must be guided and structured by the human mind. As the iterative 
equations that produce fractals are continuously seeded with the results 
of the preceding calculation, and thus produce great variety within 
recognizable boundaries, so may you find an infinity of detail structured 
upon thematic similarities in this art work. 

        What makes these paintings human is the metaphoric context 
layered onto them by the artist and observer. As they interact with our
minds, such paintings become poetic and mythic. Hidden within this beauty 
is a meditation upon both the macrocosm and microcosm.  The range
of creative force encompassing both the birth of stars and
galaxies, as well as permeating the mother whose ultimate creation 
is her offspring. Fractals both resemble and differ from the 
parent. Similarity and difference are archetypal qualities of
all the creations of the universe, be they inanimate or quite
alive. These qualities forever co-exist to fascinate and challenge us. 

            

            It Remains To Be Seen


            It remains to be seen whether 
            stars will burn forever
            in an expanding universe 
            or if black holes are 
            sucking tunnels of antimatter 
            imploding upon themselves 
            in an ever-continuing
            spiral towards infinity.


            And if the end is imminent, 
            will intelligent life
            be there to witness 
            the cyclic birth of new universes
            beyond the horizons of infinity, 
            or will we collectively
            have already passed sentence
            on our own worlds?


            But it still remains to be seen whether 
            flesh and blood
            are universal commodities 
            or if the mind's eye can perceive
            the deities who dictate form 
            as whims of surreal dreams
            in a level of reality 
            that precludes our own existence.


            Maybe the reality is found 
            in the mythos of unborn souls 
            considering rebirth, floating 
            through the ethos like fairies, 
            creating our existence 
            from dewdrops on petals 
            and laughing as we contemplate 
            the thought.

                                Leslie Berger (c) 1995

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