I dusted off an old work by the request of a reader. Once upon a time I was in tune with the tangram. I would carry the pieces in my pocket around Tokyo and try to interpret anything I might see. I think it was my way of trying to escape the tyranny of the pixel. In spite of the tangram puzzle's overall pixel-shape -- or should I call it a square? -- I could forcefully break the single pixel apart and reform it into patterns that were typically non-pixellated. And I could do it with my own hands, which was also something of a special bonus.
Posted by maeda at September 24, 2005 09:38 AM