We are children of art and science. I am the daughter of a mathematician and an artist. They taught me to look at the world with different eyes.
My mother, she points out all the tones from light to dark and the colours not seen. How the sun plays with the sky and our land. She will point out the stories it's telling - the faces hiding in the trunk, the way it sways, and how the leaves sing in the wind. My father will see the pattern. The beauty in nature's numbering system. He point out the double spirals in a pinecone and how the eagle above will follow this same spiral to the earth when it spots its prey. How the ferns at our feet curl in the same way as the shells washing on our shore. We are children of art and science.