Meeting Mandelbrot: Short Film on the Father of Fractals

Via Animal New York:

Benoît Mandelbrot was a research fellow initially hired by IBM during the 1960s put on the task of removing excess noise from telephone calls, but more importantly, he was the “father of fractal geometry.” In the short film above, Mandelbrot speaks in great depth about his intense love of mathematics, which led to his discovery of fractals, the never-ending patterns which are seen in both complex systems and in nature. Though Mandelbrot passed away in 2010, his work continues to live on today through further innovations in science, design, telecommunications and medicine

5 Comments on "Meeting Mandelbrot: Short Film on the Father of Fractals"

  1. Simon Valentine | Nov 19, 2013 at 7:46 pm |

    thanks for the via Mr. Staggs~

  2. “Sometimes declaring something impossible, is actually a great advance.” – keeping it

  3. Chaos_Dynamics | Nov 20, 2013 at 10:21 am |

    To Benoit from Trurl and Klapaucius’ Electronic Bard

    Love and Tensor Algebra

    Come, let us hasten to a higher plane,
    Where dyads tread the fairy fields of Venn,
    Their indices bedecked from one to n,
    Commingled in an endless Markov chain!

    Come, every frustum longs to be a cone,
    And every vector dreams of matrices.
    Hark to the gentle gradient of the breeze:
    It whispers of a more ergodic zone.

    In Riemann, Hilbert, or in Banach space
    Let superscripts and subscripts go their ways.
    Our asymptotes no longer out of phase,
    We shall encounter, counting, face to face.

    I’ll grant thee random access to my heart,
    Thou’lt tell me all the constants of thy love;
    And so we two shall all love’s lemmas prove,
    And in our bound partition never part.

    For what did Cauchy know, or Christoffel,
    Or Fourier, or any Boole or Euler,
    Wielding their compasses, their pens and rulers,
    Of thy supernal sinusoidal spell?

    Cancel me not — for what then shall remain?
    Abscissas, some mantissas, modules, modes,
    A root or two, a torus and a node:
    The inverse of my verse, a null domain.

    Ellipse of bliss, converge, O lips divine!
    The product of our scalars is defined!
    Cyberiad draws nigh, and the skew mind
    Cuts capers like a happy haversine.

    I see the eigenvalue in thine eye,
    I hear the tender tensor in thy sigh.
    Bernoulli would have been content to die,
    Had he but known such a2 cos 2 phi.

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