My own beauty reflected The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said: "I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected." Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist Narcissus and Goldmund beautyego
What the prototype tells you A Fragment by Matt Webb interconnected.org As soon as I make something, I think of the 100 things I want to have next. That’s why prototyping is good. You don’t need to have much imagination, you just listen to what the prototype tells you. The situation talks backCo-Evolution of Problem and Solution Spaces in Creative DesignThe Battle for the Life and Beauty of the EarthThe game discovering itself designmaking