I can. I’ve spent such a long time not talking about it that I just don’t. I don’t have a diagnosis; closest I had to any kind was “Generalized Anxiety Disorder” as a kid to which I had biofeedback and guided meditation training from a psychiatrist at age 11 (around 1983). Hooked up to a computer to control the noises and images it presented by using my feelings. It helped and helps as I use its techniques to cope. So, I think consequently, computers have become my main communication outlet. Online since 1989, never looked back. At the time, autism was kids spinning plates. I related strongly to those kids and couldn’t understand the “normal parents” and medical community who were baffled in these tv dramas. I understood them. I know why they spun the plates and what they experience. Still not diagnosed. I see things about Aspergers and High functioning autism. I know I’m in there. But my thinking is constrained by the influence of Carl Sagan as a kid — this skepticism and extreme care with words and meaning – and some things are hard to be precise to put into words. I’m slow to accept labels. I’ll identify as ADHD (ADD) variety and that was a long road. It was only until I saw a chapter in a book about ADHD that mentioned hyperfocus that I knew I could accept such a label. For now, I still say “I’m probably autistic spectrum”. Care with words. So difficult. Can I relate? Oh yes. Imagine every line you see is a circle turned on its side, containing more than you can see directly in a direction your visual systems can’t detect but your mind knows is there. Imagine looking into a crack and watching it open wide, all the fractures and details exposing in a super zoom. Gaps fascinate me. Interfaces fascinate me. SO much in there.I can. I’ve spent such a long time not talking about it that I just don’t. I don’t have a diagnosis; closest I had to any kind was “Generalized Anxiety Disorder” as a kid to which I had biofeedback and guided meditation training from a psychiatrist at age 11 (around 1983). Hooked up to a computer to control the noises and images it presented by using my feelings. It helped and helps as I use its techniques to cope. So, I think consequently, computers have become my main communication outlet. Online since 1989, never looked back. At the time, autism was kids spinning plates. I related strongly to those kids and couldn’t understand the “normal parents” and medical community who were baffled in these tv dramas. I understood them. I know why they spun the plates and what they experience. Still not diagnosed. I see things about Aspergers and High functioning autism. I know I’m in there. But my thinking is constrained by the influence of Carl Sagan as a kid — this skepticism and extreme care with words and meaning – and some things are hard to be precise to put into words. I’m slow to accept labels. I’ll identify as ADHD (ADD) variety and that was a long road. It was only until I saw a chapter in a book about ADHD that mentioned hyperfocus that I knew I could accept such a label. For now, I still say “I’m probably autistic spectrum”. Care with words. So difficult. Can I relate? Oh yes. Imagine every line you see is a circle turned on its side, containing more than you can see directly in a direction your visual systems can’t detect but your mind knows is there. Imagine looking into a crack and watching it open wide, all the fractures and details exposing in a super zoom. Gaps fascinate me. Interfaces fascinate me. SO much in there.

I can. I’ve spent such a long time not talking about it that I just don’t. I don’t have a diagnosis; closest I had to any kind was “Generalized Anxiety Disorder” as a kid to which I had biofeedback and guided meditation training from a psychiatrist at age 11 (around 1983). Hooked up to a computer to control the noises and images it presented by using my feelings. It helped and helps as I use its techniques to cope.

So, I think consequently, computers have become my main communication outlet. Online since 1989, never looked back.

At the time, autism was kids spinning plates. I related strongly to those kids and couldn’t understand the “normal parents” and medical community who were baffled in these tv dramas. I understood them. I know why they spun the plates and what they experience.

Still not diagnosed. I see things about Aspergers and High functioning autism. I know I’m in there. But my thinking is constrained by the influence of Carl Sagan as a kid — this skepticism and extreme care with words and meaning – and some things are hard to be precise to put into words.

I’m slow to accept labels. I’ll identify as ADHD (ADD) variety and that was a long road. It was only until I saw a chapter in a book about ADHD that mentioned hyperfocus that I knew I could accept such a label.

For now, I still say “I’m probably autistic spectrum”. Care with words. So difficult.

Can I relate? Oh yes. Imagine every line you see is a circle turned on its side, containing more than you can see directly in a direction your visual systems can’t detect but your mind knows is there.

Imagine looking into a crack and watching it open wide, all the fractures and details exposing in a super zoom.

Gaps fascinate me. Interfaces fascinate me. SO much in there.

For a period of 3 years, I was on Vine. On Vine, you made 6 second videos and I loved the challenge of compressing ideas into such a short time frame in a 480×480 screen.

I made 12,000 of them in total from 2013-2016 (it shut down Jan 2017) and ended up with about 15,000 followers, many of who follow me here and there online in different places.

In 2016 I collected a handful of Vines I made about the gap.

In particular the ‘gap’ in music is where I’m often drawn. There’s a steady pattern then a gap then a continuation. Within that gap is everything else that isn’t the musical pattern… which is, well, everything else. Anything else. The scope of that anything/everything else is hard to put into words but I think using fractals as you do is a fantastic way to illustrate.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mOWr2euM3dw

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