About Sunseed

It opens on the oldest diagram in the book: a golden rectangle with its nautilus coiled inside, quarter-arc by quarter-arc through the nested squares, flush to the edges. Then you click, and the diagram becomes a paint toy — every click splits a pane at the golden section, and because the root is a true golden rectangle, each cut yields exactly a square and a smaller golden rectangle, the way the construction has always worked. The screen becomes a Mondrian of φ, and every pane holds its own spiral.

The tiling is the arrangement. A pane’s size is its voice: vast panes are the bass, tracing one great arc every four bars; large ones are cellos, mids are harps, small are flutes, and slivers ring like music boxes. Each spiral’s playhead rides inward once per period — four notes a lap, pitch climbing as the curve tightens, snapped to a slow minor vamp — and every pane shares one clock, so whatever you paint comes out as a groove. Right-click merges panes back for a breakdown; painting and arranging are the same act.

Changelog

• Initial release