## Math and Art Intersect in Man Ray Exhibition

Ray relished his ability to suggest with the surface generated by the normals of a rotational paraboloid the protagonists of Romeo and Juliet entwined in passionate embrace.

I write about more than just math, folks. Eating grasshoppers,

for instance. And how to make paper out of sheep poo.

for instance. And how to make paper out of sheep poo.

Ray relished his ability to suggest with the surface generated by the normals of a rotational paraboloid the protagonists of Romeo and Juliet entwined in passionate embrace.

And then, in what might mark the mathematical high of late-night television, Tao gave viewers a smidgen of insight into one of 2014’s many advances in the theory of primes.

Choose a subject like matrix factorizations or recent progress on the twin prime conjecture. Figure out how to make a nonexpert audience—members of Congress, say—if not fully understand the chosen topic, at least appreciate its significance. Do this in a minute. The clock is ticking.

Getting some mathematicians to admit the impenetrability of, say, an invited lecture borders on impossible, but folks at this session—“Great Talks for a General Audience: Coached Presentations by Graduate Students”— have no qualms about calling out less-than-stellar attempts at mathematical communication.

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A visitor who regards mathematics as a dull domain of chalkboards and calculators will see the colors and shapes and dynamism of MoMath and have his eyes opened to the unexpected expanse of the mathematical umbrella, the museum creators hope.

And when David’s tongue taco arrived, strips of braised muscle lolling out of it, I agreed that if he put a morsel of the mammal meat on my plate, I might eventually have the guts to face it.

Chaos scholarship can, however, be as practical as it is picturesque. Yorke alluded to work he has done in chaos-based weather prediction and on determining when a carrier of HIV is most infectious.

My execution of the proof offered welcome confirmation that I was not a screwup: Maybe I didn’t have this relationship madness figured out (who does?), but man, had I nailed that argument!

He brushes his hand across the band of bare skin beneath the hem of my tank top. Ignoring my protests of incompetence, he leads me into the whirl of dancing couples.

Despite their reputation for being square (or perhaps because of it?), mathematicians have, over the years, poured a lot of energy into the dating game—the study of it, anyway.

There is no specialized term for sheep poop. Bats pepper cavern floors with guano, infants jettison developmental wastes in the form of meconium, caterpillars match their voracious appetites with voluminous excretions of frass, but sheep?