About 25 years ago, or probably 30, someone told me they were studying packaging design. Packaging design? Over the years, I’ve realized the great importance of this profession ecologically and the potential of it sculpturally and visually.
I’ve not much more to say about it, as I am not a package designer. A thought about yogurt though:
Fruit is about perfectly packaged.
Gifts are sometimes beautifully packaged.
Small yogurt containers are like a cross between fruit and a gift, a peal-able and colorful fruit-sized repurpose-able dairy present (though large containers of yogurt have handy lids and more servings).
That might not be very remarkable, however, life is, in part because of the accumulation of great and known yet also the almost unnoticed details, unremarkable that can become extraordinary.
Accumulation of weathered sands, of oxygen-giving algaes, of steps,
of hand-shakes, of root matrices.
Yogurt cups do not stack up to those earth builders no matter if stacked and recycled (but they have import).
Palm-sized yogurt containing containers are a treat,
containing goodness for all meals.
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Here is a sketch that reminds me of this poem. The sketch was done many years ago in a workshop with S. Wolf at the Little Church Theatre, NH.
