Purveyor of Bollocks to the Crowned Heads of Europe
Wednesday, 5 November 2014
Seeing faces in trees
I hope that Em won't mind me reproducing this image of hers without her permission, but I really think it deserves as wide an audience as possible.
Em lives on Dartmoor, which - as you probably know - is home to great herds of wild ponies. If it were not for the fact that she tells us this 'pony' is a randomly accidental growth formation of ancient algae and lichen, I would have said she painted it on the stone herself! Go here to see all the other wonderful photos she puts up, taken in the beautiful and desolate moorland which is her home.
Don't you love it when you see other-worldly images in plants, trees and all things non-human? Is it our brains and eyes - like the face-recognition devices on cameras - or is it something else? Don't spoil it for me by answering that question. There is not enough fantasy in our lives as it is, unless you are a Steam Punk, that is.