Sunday, April 24, 2011

My friend asked why I can't stop seeing humans or faces in the clouds as we were cloud watching. I've been seeing dancing figures in my spaghetti, that broken bathroom tile, faces on the patterned wall as a child. This is quite intriguing.

Angry pooh is now staring at me from the window. And David (from that sculpture) not standing but playing a harp, resting.

What do people normally see then?

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