Pareidolia is a great word, isn’t it? It describes our tendency to find meaning in noise, and faces in random collections of face-like shapes.
Here are some faces I notice as I go about my day.
The first one is unfortunately the worst photograph. But the illusion only seems to work with the specific angle of the light in my kitchen.
This is the dour fellow who cooks my rice for me. The two lights are his eyes, the horizontal line under “Keep Warm” is his nose, and the lever is his pouting lower lip.
It’s another odd facet of this illusion that the farther away you are, the better it works. In fact I first noticed it from the couch, about 15 feet away. I glanced over one night and saw a little face glowering back at me.
See what I mean?
Here’s an easy one: the cheese grater’s somewhat imbecilic (yet good-natured) grin.
And finally, a more difficult one, but my favorite. This face greets me every time I come home, from a tree trunk at the head of the driveway. To me – a knitter and animal-lover – the green patch of lichen looks like a sheep’s face.
It’s the bit right in the middle that’s particularly evocative of a sheep’s nostrils and lips, if you ask me.