Ramble #10
Project
- the animation takes time to trigger so you can read the generative prose *
ram•ble - talk or write at length in a confused or inconsequential way / a walk taken for pleasure in the countryside
Ramble is narrative artwork about a life (or lives). From a single observation to a long history. Part prose part painting. After a time the letters of the narrative slowly cover with tiny abstract landscapes. They are the type of landscape painting you would paint on a postage stamp. As the size of the narrative grows it becomes harder and harder to read all the letters before they are covered. Eventually when all the letters are covered the landscapes are walked over and scratched. There is no trace of what was there to start.
Just code (Javascript, no frameworks or dependencies).
Made by DSims (dillansimmons.com)
https://objkt.com/profile/tz1Q4YfANpgKAuPXd1fobzBzdjg6wtPmmw5m/created
Instructions
ram•ble - talk or write at length in a confused or inconsequential way / a walk taken for pleasure in the countryside
Ramble is narrative artwork about a life (or lives). From a single observation to a long history. Part prose part painting. After a time the letters of the narrative slowly cover with tiny abstract landscapes. They are the type of landscape painting you would paint on a postage stamp. As the size of the narrative grows it becomes harder and harder to read all the letters before they are covered. Eventually when all the letters are covered the landscapes are walked over and scratched. There is no trace of what was there to start.
Technical / Artistic
The prose is built around a slotted algorithm that builds sentences always starting with a universal pronoun. It then splits and randomizes the lines and fills the allotted grid space it is given. The build up of sentences creates a sort of character study or life.
The landscapes are a set of very simple rolling shapes with texture applied, they stick to a predefined color scheme chosen by the hash. They remind me of tissue paper stained glass kids make in kindergarten.
The scratches are just that, scratches or shapes that bleed through to the background. They serve to flatten and wipe away, chair scratches on a ballroom floor or bird footprints in sand.
Scaling the image up or down will yield slightly different final outputs. I prefer the 10:9 view ratio. Right click to save image.
Just code (Javascript, no frameworks or dependencies).
Made by DSims (dillansimmons.com)
https://objkt.com/profile/tz1Q4YfANpgKAuPXd1fobzBzdjg6wtPmmw5m/created
Traits
- Size
- 3224 of 85 indexed NFTs · 28%
- Spread
- medium9 of 85 indexed NFTs · 11%
- Color scheme
- Mon2 of 85 indexed NFTs · 2%
- Background
- e5d9cd23 of 85 indexed NFTs · 27%
- Cousins
- false39 of 85 indexed NFTs · 46%
- Detail
- true56 of 85 indexed NFTs · 66%
- Orderly
- false41 of 85 indexed NFTs · 48%
- Sea bottom
- true17 of 85 indexed NFTs · 20%
- Swept
- false43 of 85 indexed NFTs · 51%
- Prose
- We started new lives. New jobs. We kept pets and talked to them in a baby's voice. We kept inner monologues, they said strange and timely things to us. We listened to Miles Davis. We built tiny boats we drove about with remote controls. We hoped for promotions that never came. We rode the railway, cross country and close by. We gave high fives to strangers. We did pushups and sipped tea. We wished we had our childhoods back to waste again. We ate ramen noodles with sake. We remembered our first kiss. We took our clothes off at the mountain creek. We constantly outdid ourselves, when it came to buying things that didn't make us happy. We watched men walk on our moon in awe. We tried to stay busy but sadness got to us. We wondered if the end would be painless. We became lonely. We grew uncertain of our early life choices. We collected bad debts. We mistook getting rich for being happy. We feared our car would stall on the freeway. We buried the past or painted over it.1 of 85 indexed NFTs · 1%
Price history
| Date | Event | Price | Market |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2022-09-30 | Mint | 2.5 tez | fxhash issuer v2 |