The beauty of economy in the natural world - if different sizes meet, the smaller of the bubble bulges - collapses into the larger, surrendering its walls, to fully merge and unify with its neighbour, in order to minimize that surface wall area. Whatever shape a bubble explores being on it’s journey, it is always seeking to become a sphere; the shape that requires the least amount of energy to achieve whilst maintaining full functionality, and of course beauty. The sage-like nature of bubbles. The more I observe them, the more I wonder what we can learn from their intuitive, non thinking behaviour?
