Apparently, being able to see faces from inanimate objects is a psychological phenomenon - and it's called pareidolia.
At times when you look at the sky, you could see little faces forming in the clouds. Apparently, being able to see faces from inanimate objects is a psychological phenomenon; it happens and it has a name – facial pareidolia. Psychologists even say that some people can be more prone to facial pareidolia compared to others.
Some people may get ridiculed for experiencing pareidolia, but according to experts, it’s a common occurrence because of how the human brain is wired.
As University of Toronto’s Professor Kang Lee, who studied facial pareidolia, explained to Mail Online,
“It’s common for people to see non-existent features because human brains are uniquely wired to recognize faces, so that even when there’s only a slight suggestion of facial features the brain automatically interprets it as a face.”
For Keith Larsen, his pareidolia is used to convey art. He brings the images he sees to life through illustrations. He also puts stories to make them more interesting.
“How can I not have this disappointed look? I dry your clothes as you read a book. I’m dryer duck, and for a buck, I dry the shirts you tuck. Handle my bill if you will, tweak left for your garments. I’ll see you next week, but please, no more vomit.”
“This crescent face is only recent. But not to panic, by botanic rules my seeds will sprout. More tomatoes to creep you out. Though there will be none like me, I’m one of a kind, you won’t find me in a bottle of Heinz.”
“My look of surprise caused by the amount of hands not using my cleaning supplies. So, come hither and let me sanitize your mitts, then dry your hands after you rinse.”
“If it’s the latter first, by all means quench your thirst! But let it be known, YAHUH! You’re in the splash zone. My uneven teeth dispense your desires, push my eyes is what I require!
“I am a conductor myself being metal and all, you lock the door as your pants fall. I hold your jacket, or whatever you pack, yet I get no recognition as you carry out your mission. You flush and rush as if you have somewhere to be. Next time we meet, please stare back at me.”
“A sloth in transit with its oxygen filling. Arms resting in place, smile on its face, slowly but surely, it’s no race. Happy you’re there, the sloth happily stares. As you finish and flush, to the cosmos, no rush.”
“Short arms with anger fueled by fire, a bowler hat is my only attire. Burning wood is what I do. For cookin’ stew or warming you. But don’t feed me too much I’m warning you. I’m an earnest furnce, and frankly, I couldn’t care less about burning you."
Check out more of Keith’s work on Instagram.
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