I See Faces...

Wikipedia calls pareidolia "a psychological phenomenon in which the mind responds to a stimulus, usually an image or a sound, by perceiving a familiar pattern where none exists".

I call it my every day.


For I see faces everywhere I look. In trees, in marks on the bathroom mirror, in old gum stuck to the footpath.


I see hearts in lichen, in flower petals, in swirls in a rug.

It's fun.  Like a little game!  My kids and I found these gems while on a bush walk.

For anyone who follows my Instagram, you might have seen my amazing array of coffee art. Like truly amazing, if I do say so myself. Here's a few to whet your appetite.

What do you see?  I got a bunny, a young witch, and the Grinch smoking a joint. Right?!!?

Though at first glance it would seem as if I have an amazing actual skill, the truth is I swish a little milk into coffee, then spin the mug until I find images therein. Yep, those 'images' were just there.  With no help from me at all.  Fun, huh?  So much fun!

I especially love it when people disagree and see something different. And it happens all the time.  Did you see something different in the above? Or nothing at all?

See, fun.