my mom made this bird house for me (and zeke) as a housewarming gift. the whole thing is mosaic’d in little tiny pieces of glass she cuts and places by hand. dude. awesome.
up close:
{15 September 2009}
{07 January 2008}
there is a world in which common math equations aren’t just numbers, they have a physical manifestation and even a poetic nature. i am not one of those people who looks at numbers and sees anything besides the raw data. i can’t see down the path, into the dimensions, around the corners. but i love that there are minds that do work this way.
thus, solitude is derived by the expression: x2yz +xy2+y3+y3z=x2z2, and twilight is described by: (z3-2)2 +(x2+y2-3)3 =0