“Square peg in a round hole,” they say.

However, what if we’re not pegs, but clay?

And what if our shape-matching isn’t permanent, but temporary?

That we can modulate and shift and change — and, yes, fit — as a way of interaction. As a way of passage. As a way of finding a way.

Our creativity lets us operate beyond the limitations of pegs and holes.

We are the shapes we invent.