Euler’s Formula

As a very young adult I lived in relative poverty – but very real squalor – in a communal house at the bottom of Alma Rd, Rosebank. We were a one-minute stagger from Alma Supply Store where we would buy our bread and beedies. The café was closed by tragedy, and these days the Alma Supply Store hosts live music at night. One evening while watching the Mother City Mojos I was totally won over by this arbitrary photo, hanging to the left of the stage, its random and mundane magic enhanced by red wine and surreal music – and the more I looked at it the more I knew what it needed to be perfect: it needed not a globe, but a very beautiful bottom, and on that bottom a very beautiful mathematical equation – in fact the most beautiful equation of them all! And that, most mathematicians agree, is Euler’s Formula.