Milos & Slavica / Pages / Fractal Cello

Pocket brush pen on paper with transparency for printed text.

— This printer of ours...
— Go on, I can tell some philosophical hobby-crafting is pending – what about it?
— It's just that it can print out ANY picture...
— That's the idea, isn’t it?
— I mean, in principle, it can reproduce (with limited but slavish similitude) ANY two-dimensional art, past or future, which makes me wonder how does ANY picture look like?
— ANY is empty, a “nothing yet”, unlived, and so, more than dead. I am not sure it is supposed to look like ANYTHING. And even if it were, it would’ve been inhuman.
— It may be more foreign than dead things but it is not itself dead. On the contrary, ANY is a chance, the source of all life’s particulars.
— You would say something like that, wouldn’t you? Looking for greener spiritual pastures ad absurdum. But I can see you would like to try it...
— What?
— Paint like a printer. Start from the top-left corner and work your way across and down, but stop as soon as it no longer looks like ANY picture. Work atomistically, like the God of the Sciences, let the particles precede the Design. Yeah. I think you should do it. You paint and I’ll write. I’ll play with your pomposity.
— Like a pompous little sniggering Goddess of small earthly things?
— Uh huh.
— I suppose I deserve it...
— You do, and admitting it won’t help.