Laughing Frequently, Photos of Faces Butter Fingers, er, Faces 30 April 2019 29 April 2019 Pareidolia Stop it. Not surprisingly, it’s the Big Guy, ruining the impact of this stern warning by first having laughed. But once seen, there’s no unseeing. I left my heart on Easter Island . . . Yes, Sometimes We Are Palm Trees, El Paso 6 Comments Laurna Tallman 05 May 2019 at 6:09 pm 1 year ago Maybe your heart is on Easter Island, Isabel, because you have the eagle eyes of a Cortes. In Keats’ poem “On First Looking into Chapman’s Homer,” the explorer could inspire his crew to “wild surmise” by contemplating the Pacific Ocean. I will never again look at a chunk of butter dispassionately. Isabel Gibson 05 May 2019 at 7:01 pm 1 year ago Laurna – Well, *they* do say to keep your eyes on your fries. I advise not taking the frying agent for granted, either. barbara carlson 07 May 2019 at 4:28 pm 1 year ago You are batting 100 these days. Love them all. This butter (or is it cheese) is so greasy and compliments the ironic cheesy (ha!) “half-smile”. 😀 And the lines horizontal and vertical are really make it work. And the colour of the square and the plate are SO subtle. wow Isabel Gibson 07 May 2019 at 4:42 pm 1 year ago Barbara – Wow yourself. All I saw was the hewn-out-of-butter face. 🙂 barbara carlson 08 May 2019 at 3:16 pm 1 year ago There are 3 kinds of people: those that see, those that see when shown, and those that cannot see, I’ve heard, but it takes practice. Photographing is part of this to help you see better. Isabel Gibson 08 May 2019 at 3:47 pm 1 year ago Barbara – 🙂 Like the tai chi instructors who learn that some students can hear a general instruction and correct their position, others need to be told to their face (I’m talkin’ to you!), and still others need to be put into the right position (Here, stand like this.). Me, I figure most of us are all 3 kinds of people, in different areas. Comments are closed.