Day 218: Flight of the Regular Polygon
I find it amusing that whomever programmed predictive text into our phones felt the need to impose some kind of digital morality upon the masses. They have gone so far as to select words that I don’t think even exist. For example- “chubi”. Every heard this one? I haven’t. I’m thinking it’s a bad misspelling of chubby? My phone thinks I’m more likely to text that mystery phrase than “bitch”. There’s also “ducking”, “app”, “shiv” (although an improvised prison weapon is hardly a nicer notion than its cuss word counterpart) and the insanely frustrating “481” which is not a cuss at all, but rather me trying to send “it.” Why these developers think I’m more likely to insert random numbers in a text than use punctuation is beyond me.
So, while I did spend some time on the ducking oil portrait, I ended up pulling this small painting out of my app. Some layers of vintage sewing patterns with navy line detail and some blue and white paint compose a fictional 2-D landscape where the squares and the triangles play. Darting around rhombus-shaped updrafts like a paper plane, regular polygon is off to seek adventure. 🙂 Have a great Friday night!