Okay. I am an innumerate. (That is, illiterate when it comes to numbers.) Your basic arithmetic, I’m okay. Algebra, I really liked. I’m a big reader of detective stories and mysteries, and, so far as I’m concerned, searching for x is a kind of mystic process. Furthermore, it’s solving for letters rather than numbers. But geometry? I, and it, were mutually a washout.
The shapes are fine enough, but the equations! My high school class gave me the pip, and I had the devil of a time eking out a B. (I wasn’t used to B’s, that was tantamount to failing.) So, as you can imagine, my initial response to this week’s challenge was lukewarm. At best. But then I began sorting through the archives, looking at shapes, and that’s an exercise I really love! Here are a couple of examples (no numbers, only shapes!) of photographic geometry. First, a nice cup of tea:
And the Japanese teapot it was poured from:
And finally, abstract architectural geometry, the cupola at South Mountain Concert Hall, viewed from inside: