The beauty and weirdness of the images made me happy right there in the museum (yes, the birth of a louse can look both beautiful and weird). But, even better, the exhibition has changed my brain. My thoughts want to find the hidden geometries. I find myself wondering about the armatures inside things.
And I realize that, for a technophobe, I have a deep interest in technology. Wilson “Snowflake” Bentley, whose work is featured in the show, developed a whole array of techniques to capture snowflakes. I have zero interest in what the techniques actually were, but lots in what makes a person so fascinated with a problem that he or she has to do whatever it takes to solve it. I like people who want to know what will happen if.
I’m also absorbed in the question of how different technology changes the thinking process. I have thought differently about rings and fingers since seeing the tsarina’s x-ray; the technological artifact has shifted my brainwaves. It’s not that different than my usual musings about the different ways I think when I’m holding a pen and when I’m tapping keys. In other words, how something is done is both totally irrelevant and deeply important.
I love that stuff.