Partial Selves

Humanity is, as ever, bound by our endemic fascination and obsession upon details and aesthetic narcosis in the beauty of visual and narrative abstractions. We serially fail to recognise and comprehend that it is the property of recursive self-similarity that is far more significant than any of its transient instances. Beautiful, but profoundly incomplete, we are (all) quite similar to the glorious indeterminacy of fractal boundaries that define us.