Geometrical tessalations
A really long time ago - Mum used to take us for picnics and outings to the various monuments in our city. These were mostly architectural marvels of Mughal era and were mostly mausoleums of various kings and their relatives. Grandeur was an intrinsic part.
And then Dad got posted to a UNIDO centre in Ahwaz - a smallish town in Iran. Education was limited to Persian/Farsi medium in schools, so we got left behind, visiting in our summer holidays. Once there, we took trips to the Caspian sea, Shiraz, Isfahan, Persepolis, and, of course, Tehran. All car trips. We saw - nay experienced - the absolutely glorious architecture and the fabulous geometric decor in tiles. The caligraphy was on another scale too - with the perspective calculated to a point where it did not seem to reduce in size. Mum made sure we were aware of all of this. She taught us to look and to appreciate the materials, the colours and the absolute insane labour, the planning, the geometry of these places.
I fell in love with geometry and tesallations, though I did not get to use it much in my career.
Today, I managed to replicate a design. The sheer happiness that has given me, is boundless. The smell of freshly baking bread, the setting sun while monsoon clouds clear, brings it all together.
Remembering Mum. Knowing how much she would have revelled in this too.