When two plants, constantly different in one or several traits, are crossed, the traits they have in common are transmitted unchanged to the hybrids and their progeny, as numerous experiments have proven; a pair of differing traits, on the other hand, are united in the hybrid to form a new trait, which usually is subject to changes in the hybrids' progeny.
--Gregor Mendel, Experiments in Plant Hybrids (1865)
Gregor Mendel, who is known as the "father of modern genetics," was inspired by both his professors at university and his colleagues at the monastery to study variation in plants, and he conducted his study in the monastery's garden.
--Machines Like Us
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Image Initially made with Sterling-ware. Post-processed until the dominant traits became recessive.
For musical cross-pollination, here's a song about selective breeding-- "Racehorse" by Wild Flag -- live in Philadelphia in March of 2011:
Initially made with Vchira. Post-processed until it reached crush depth.
For complementary viewing, here's a short video featuring Cousteau's major accomplishments and created last year to commemorate the 100th anniversary of his birth.
Today's supplemental viewing experience is part of a TV documentary featuring audio clips from an interview Monroe granted just weeks before her death.
In 2001, I created a mock series of twenty images in which I pretended to "channel" dead famous personages in order to let them create their own fractal imagery.
These images were made before I started working more large scale in "wall mode," so the originals are only 600x800 pixels. I suppose the lower resolution made it less difficult for the departed to speak through them.
These images were initially posted to the Usenet group alt.binaries.pictures.fractals. Here is the explanation that initially accompanied them:
Out of concern that my art was becoming "depressing" and a desire to reacquaint myself with my more spiritual inner child, I have begun channeling fractals from others who have crossed over fractal-less into the Great Beyond. The process is simple. I close my eyes, turn on a generator, place crystals atop my monitor, burn peppermint incense, tie-dye some work clothes, and chant in a phony Jamaican accent. Soon, through intense meditation and lots of Fox Television programming, I slip into a beta state while leaving my fingers gently on my mouse -- which soon begins moving spasmodically on its pad much like a planchette. According to witnesses, there is the acrid smell of ectoplasm in the room as blood trickles down my monitor and eerily spells out the name of my troubled collaborator. When I awaken from my fugue state, the fractal is finished. However, I can take little credit for these works; after all, I am merely the vessel of a higher power.
I plan to post some of the series in the coming days.
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Image initially made with Quasz. Post-processed until it arrived at a red house.
Today's musical accompaniment for viewing is the Jimi Hendrix Experience live on Belgium television in 1967.
Danny Torrance: What was the Donner Party? Jack Torrance: They were a party of settlers in covered-wagon times. They got snowbound one winter in the mountains. They had to resort to cannibalism in order to stay alive. Danny Torrance: You mean they ate each other up? Jack Torrance: They had to, in order to survive. Wendy Torrance:Jack... Danny Torrance: Dont worry, Mom. I know all about cannibalism. I saw it on TV. Jack Torrance: See, it's OK. He saw it on the television.
--from Stanley Kubrick's The Shining