One of the reasons I left IT and got into design (applied art) rather than fine art is that I’m too logical to be purely creative and too emotional to be purely logical.
Sometimes when I’m making patterns for clothes I compute for the diameter of a ruffle and still use the formula I memorized so many years ago:
C = pi x d.
I still get so much satisfaction at the pure simplicity and accuracy of math when everything lines up perfectly with no trial and error. There’s poetry in its exactness.
Most people hate math for being so complicated but I think it’s the simplest thing in the world. It is universally accepted, there is always just one correct answer, and there is no arguing your way out of a wrong one. I wish everything else were as simple, that there were a way to compute for the time needed to heal a broken heart, a theorem to find the angle that would fix a fractured relationship, or a mathematical solution for the pain of losing a loved one.
