ARTIST

Frederik Vanhoutte

When rain hits the windscreen, I see tracks alpha particles trace in cells. When I pull the plug in the bathtub, I stay to watch the little whirlpool. When I sit at the kitchen table, I play with the glasses to see the caustics. At a candlelight dinner, I stare into the flame. Sometimes at night, I find myself behind the computer. When I finally blink, a mess of code is drawing random structures on the screen. I spend the rest of the night staring.