This is a very few photos I took from my Hawaii trip last fall and set aside, just for the fun of it. (Of course, we all see faces in nature.) This phenomenon is called Pareidolia...which covers seeing faces in everything and not just nature. Some scientists say it is the result of a survival instinct. Others find it closely linked to religious beliefs. A ten-year-old cheese sandwich which some saw as having the face of Virgin Mary sold for $28,000 dollars in 2004! If you want the volcanic rock below, I cannot sell it to you because the volcano goddess Pele was in rare anger mode when I was there and she frowns on people taking stuff from her islands!
The underripe coconut below is winking at me. He is having impure thoughts.
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This is a cheat because it was close to Halloween! |
Here's looking at you kid!
Thank you for your smile generating post! There's a spirit in that coconut.
ReplyDeleteIf you take photos of gravestones, then, sometimes, you can see small faces of people as well as pets in the stone. Take the same photo, weather, time of day, on another day, and those faces will probably not be there. I mean faces that other people also see in your photo. Is it the light, weather conditions or the camera? It is scary some of the faces are so defined, not in your face detail though. The marbled vinyl flooring has many people, animals and such to see.
Lovely blogs, lots of eyes.
ReplyDeleteThat face of Pele is amazing.
ReplyDeleteWe were warned that even taking a small pebble would bring very bad luck.
ReplyDeleteI see things everywhere too. Wild imagination I figure!
ReplyDeleteFun with photos!
ReplyDeleteIt is interesting to look for patterns like faces in nature.
ReplyDeleteI subscribe to the survival instinct explanation, knowing we humans look for patterns to help us decipher what's in front of us. There are faces everywhere if you look! I like knowing we humans are not the only ones looking out at the world ;)
ReplyDeleteI see things in clouds.
ReplyDeleteThese are great finds. I used to read a blog where the writer constantly found hearts in rocks on her walks, it was uncanny.
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