on any sheet of paper the attuned eye sees the uncreased lines and undeveloped folds that spell centers of gravity and the potential for flight. you fold, then fold again, your hands persuading paper to accept the creases and double back, the paper can expand into a plane or a bird (while each passing day adds a wrinkle to your skin) the art of aerogami has all the poetry of ancient japanese paper folding with the modern poetry of advanced engineering, such as equations for force and acceleration, those very laws of physics that are held together by nothing less than the mass of our planet earth.