Dotting the I

polka dots as a design & navigation system for life

Photo by Crawford Jolly on Unsplash

One afternoon, I stubbed my toe hard on a rock and, after I stopped yelping, I painted it.

I’ve long loved rocks. I’ll be somewhere — Yosemite, the Brooklyn Bridge, Cinque Terre, the grocery store, mall — when, suddenly, something igneous, sedimentary, or metamorphic will glint in the sun and, like a gull prospecting for fish…