When I’m not doing this stuff, I’m usually either pontificating about something that doesn’t exist to a person that I can’t prove is real or designing something real that will never get made. One of the great joys of being a designer is conning people into thinking that it is essential to mimic nature. Nature is after all perfect. Well – nature doesn’t make any excuses for itself…

What if nature is wrong? What if there were some sort of totally unknown, inorganic, extra-cosmic/universal ethos that we never saw because we never learned to embrace the random/chaotic aspects of life (what if they themselves are part of nature, parts we simply don’t love and admire???)

Anyway – I don’t have a cat. 🐈‍⬛ but if I did I wonder what it would be like if I could stretch like one. And what if it thought I was a total and utter twat because of that mimicry?

Dogs (I haven’t got a dog either) 🐶 probably love it when we get down and roll around and play with them. Cats – I’m not so sure.