Art

Scientists, engineers, and technologists tend to see the world framed by three-dimensional space and time, governed by processes of energy exchange, dynamics, and laws of flow. Sometimes it appears as if they forget the existence of another dimension in human journey: the dimension of pain, loneliness, intimacy, and ethical judgment. This is the dimension in which the individual makes his life choices. In this dimension, if at all, one identifies himself, belongs and discovers his human roots.
Over thirty years I was engaged with technical issues, driven by “certain” knowledge. Yes or No. True or False. “Certain” in the sense of “exactness”, “universally true”, “experimentally measured”. I was surrounded by high-rank researchers, engineers, and supporting teams aimed with talent, creativity, initiative, dedication, determined to contribute to human progress. But in the technological era, real progress does not imply just novel uses of a computer, a surgical scalpel, development of a novel electron microscope, a robot, or the invention of a new drug. Instead, new avenues of expression, novel life-stiles and social values, and perhaps, if one dreams on farther horizons, new meanings for human existence. Such goals may disrupt, and tear us up from boredom.
For that reasons, carefully and with hesitation, my attempt to turn into art. I know that I may face frustrations, disappointments, limitations, failures, and the highest of all risks: to fall into the sweet embracing arms of banality.
Yet, an attempt in the other dimension.