My brain seems incapable of seeing things exactly as they are. Sometimes that’s seriously irritating! More often, though, my analogous-patterning style offers me ways to make sense out of the world or at least get full value out of its confusions. Case in point: I seldom see an image (existing–taken from the real world–or invented) without mentally comparing it to or pairing it with one or more things that seem similar in some way. The way might be strictly visual; shape, color, texture, pattern or design similarities are an easy connection to find between separate things, especially unlike things.

Related? Poles apart?

So often there’s striking insight into previously unimagined commonalities between the subjects of the imagery. More often yet, it’s easy to find and/or read into them insights about myself. While I would never claim to be an exotic beast, I find it’s intriguing to learn more about human nature by both extrapolating and differentiating from self.

Is everything I see a Rorschach test?

It also stirs my creative juices just to see what little surprises pop up when I’m viewing and sorting and playing with all kinds of images. Yes, even (perhaps especially) ones I’ve made myself and never quite plumbed entirely. Among other things, this means that if I ever get bored I have only myself to blame. I should be able to find plenty of amusement in the visible world, and when my old eye-bulbs rust out on me, have worked my way over to the tactile and the voluminous and the aural and other such realms. Surely there is enough joy in finding relationships among humans, but as it happens there’s a universe of pleasure on top of that to be had by sussing out the relationships between non-human marvels.

Signs of intelligence from the universe?