Geometry of Packaging
THE GEOMETRY OF DESIRE
WRAPPED, PACKED & DISGUISED
Back to the early days of geometric packaging history, we can begin by skiing the slopes of the Swiss Chocolate Alps
Ready to cross the banal pathways of pastel rectangles, traversing the diagonal stepping stones of taped gift wrap parcels
But beware those fierce jawed snack packs, ready to bite your children's eager fingers
As the middle class are satisfied by their aspirational desire for visible purchasing.
Whilst the fearless explorer unwraps the cube octahedron, seeking solace in the geometric mystery
Only to find the family friendly tetrahedron, that safest and most stable of forms
That creates the basis for the supreme guv'nor - The Great God - Tetra Pak
Whose elusive ubiquity holds secure the tempted treasure of potential.
A soft filling?
Through rotation of the windows, the time for celebration is sung aloud, calling the faithful
To come down from their tower blocks
Daring to squeeze those triangles, gathering at the waist of indeterminate size
Sandwiched with honeycombs in support of the forward journey of overland transit
For the super foods of destiny must arrive on the shelves, geometrically safe, and sound
And for sheer take-away delight, carry these to your table
Accompanied by these rather wrinkled geometry crunching champagne box/bags
Followed by the rewards of the cute octahedron gifts
Belied by the tedious and over familiar ho-hum boxes, whose task might be to protects the more avant garde experiments
That reveal their inner delights, tempting our eyes, towards our lips
Eventually covering and smothering
And rewarding for that inner sense of pleasures explored
Whilst the natural world is tamed and compressed into desirable convenience
For then we shall know economy of space
But we can pause, in sweet anticipation of the future's gifted glance
Whereupon only the pepper nosed might sniff and sneeze at these sharp angles of incision
To season these gems of inclusion, for one needs the other
And, take your pick of six - Your choice, all sweet, though this is just a game
Of song sung convenience slots of the appropriately stacked double trapezoid packs
Mind Meld Tetrahedra
And the sublime that is Leica, always flawless
Tetrapak Map - The grid system that holds liquids together thoughout the known universe
Until these dangerous punk packages walked up
Only to break the chain link of masterful colouration and style
With a confusing symmetry that tells the story of a pencil line that traces history
Of upsets and intentional over styling that detracts
Rather than welcomes eyes, and the hands that follow
Tea, in a box, like a carnival graffiti
To stupidly tempt a taboo that is doomed to failure
But this sequential plaything has encouraged exploration
To this?