Whoever travels carries what someone needs. No fees, no costs. You earn miles, and the world gets closer.
In North Africa, the Yaz ⵣ is the letter of the free person. Split a circle in half, turn the halves outward, and the world takes a body: arms to the sky, feet on the ground. The person is the Y, in yellow: head, arms and the leg that carries it. The rest, in chalk, is the world it crosses.
Two colours from the Amazigh flag, each with its own scale: blue is the ground, yellow is the person. The ticket’s paper gives the space, and the flag’s green and red are kept for stamps.
Luggage tape and runway safety stripes. They appear as bars: between sections, at the top of screens, on drops and tags.
The y is the person, in the colour of the symbol’s head. The dot closes the word the way the dot tops the symbol: the head, the destination, the thing that arrives. Geist 700 for the word and headlines, IBM Plex Mono for codes, routes and stamps.
The app is free. The pieces pay for it. Three graphic families: the symbol, the name and the dot.