Earl J. Woods and the Night of the Rainbow Squiggles
Back in high school I'd often finish off a roll of film by taking long exposures of traffic at night. Since these squiggles of light were created without any clear vision, purpose or statement of any kind I suppose I can't really call any of these creations art, but every so often something reasonably pretty developed, such as this example from 1987. Indeed, it reminds me a little of the patterns I see when I listen to music, though far less colourful and lacking both movement and a third dimension.