
Welcome to our annual webcard. How it can be that each year we find ourselves busier than the year before? "Where does the time go?" Got off to a late start on this card - had a great, cool, exciting, amazing, b-YOO-tee-full design in mind (yeah, right) - then, Earth quaked.
The figure above is created from precisely 100,000 points, to
which a random letter has been assigned from the list
"P", "E", "A", "C", "E", "O", "N", "E", "A", "R", "T",
"H"
The points/letters represent the one hundred thousand souls
lost in the tsunami disaster;
the six colors, their home continents.
Many of our students are from Asia, particularly
India, and surely
have been tragically touched by the disaster.
One of the first news accounts I heard, from that Swedish
7-year-old boy who got pulled under water, and in the process
lost his siblings and parents, and then was found
wandering around without a family ...Ben is 8...well, in
honor of that Swedish family, I use (a variant of) the
(Swedish) Koch snowflake as the basic image. The Koch snowflake
is a fractal, with non-integral dimension; it is the attractor
for a certain dynamical system readily implemented in Mathematica,
having infinite boundary length. So the points, moving about somewhat
at random, nevertheless somewhat
magically coalesce to the snowflake.
Also conveying thoughts of infinity
this season:
To see a world in a grain of sand
William Blake, from Auguries of innocence
Finally, from T.S. Eliot:
Interesting NYTimes article for the curious.
And another.
The graphics are copyleft Kreminski, 2004.
Press reload, and the graphics (above and below) should load
much more quickly.
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour.
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown, unremembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree
Not known, because not looked for
But heard, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea.

--Anne, Amelia, Ben, and Chris - and Rick - the blame is mine
(and the cats
and hamsters and lizards and fish and hermit crabs)
--December, 2004