Toes playing into the sun
“Pareidolia is a psychological phenomenon involving a stimulus (an image or a sound) wherein the mind perceives a familiar pattern of something where none actually exists.” This is the definition in Wikipedia, although I prefer to use my words I think it’s a good principle to start.
In the first image I see toes of a foot buried in the sand of a sunny beach in summer, a bit before the sunset… Can you see something? nop? let’s try some photographs more:
Eyes are powerful to me, I think in the object as a sort of robot head seeing me…
I think we all have degrees of pareidolia, usually my classmates (despite studying design) were blind to see any pattern, usually they couldn’t recall their dreams, and the few that could recall them also, like me, could see patterns in the shapes. It’s not a skill of course, it’s just a characteristic. But I know to the most of them it could be an empty post, don’t feel bad if you cannot see anything either: it’s normal.
A cigar for the traveler :-)
Of course the less detailed the figure the more probable it’s going to have several interpretations. A book has many versions as it has readers, each one of them reading in a different way and building a different book.
This could be harder to spot: see in the hill upside, in the right corner of the green vegetation is a man resting seeing to you, with his lips closed, a nose and his two serious eyes closed, if you go to a bit for of the left of the triangle his hand is lying in his waist.
Riddle of the sphinx
The tombs near the feline hill and his/her rocky head seeing the clouds. It’s inevitable to think in the ones that died after being defeated in to resolve the riddle.
A satisfied face
This face in blue should be easy. Nevertheless I noticed that people cannot seen images like these are better in social skills and practical decisions, actually I have zero interest in socializing (I get bored so quick) and mostly it seems I’m daydreaming, distracted seeing patterns…
Giant wing, family of six
It was fantastic to see that giant wing in the clouds behind those flying birds. A kind of platonic archetype.
Profile portrait view of a little fox seeing across the leaves of a now extinct forest.
Desires to touch (published before)
:-) (published before)
I should create a rock band with the name “Snake’s head” XD
If Mars has its sphinx why not another one close to my home? although this has a broken nose, or perhaps it’s his/her portrait when died:
Mars Sphinx clone face