Pernah Lihat Benda Mati Jadi Ada Mukanya? Ada Fenomenanya Gan!
Pernah ngerasa lagi ngeliat sebuah benda tapi jadi ada matanya, hidungnya bahkan ekspresinya?
Kayak gini gan?
Ternyata hal ini bukan cuma kita yang rasain loh, ada istilah ilmiahnya yakni pareidolia. Jadi ini adalah fenomena psikologis yang melibatkan stimulus samar-samar dan acak yang dianggap penting. Contonya kayak lihat gambar binatang atau wajah-wajah di awan, pria di bulan atau kelinci Bulan. Makanya kadang ada benda-benda di sekitar kita yang kita lihat kok kayak ada mukanya ya?
Salah satu orang yang memanfaatkan pareidolia ini untuk jadi sebuah karya adalah Keith Larsen. Jadi dia menciptakan karakter dari objek di sekelilingnya dan ngasih cerita untuk karakter yang ia temui.
I’m the drunk octopus looking to fight.
Fear the left hook and the jab of my right.
You’re at an advantage, my eyes are offset
Yet I’ll surely win this one, I’m the safe bet.
Even with six legs behind my back, this’ll be no match
But I can’t leave this wall, I’m stuck, I’m attached.
Love can open many doors
We're often used to open albacore.
I'm Jan, and this is Fran.
We've been told no, again and again
Many against us, our life is a sin
But in the end, love always wins.
I'm Ellie D, the amphibious illuminator.
The frog that toggles on during a power failure.
I'm not green like Kermit, and I don't tell jokes
But, keep me in mind next time the electric croaks.
I'm a dandy dapper dampener.
Fires tickle my fancy, those are no match for me.
Remove my monocle you must, for the water to flee.
When it comes to parking, I know I'm a nuisance
But when your dog pees, I'm somehow translucent.
I'm a damn dampened hydrant.
Slow and steady wins the race.
That's not the case when it comes to this face.
Tracking your time, waiting for it to expire
The shell on my back being a parked cars tire.
Your times running out, telling you is my purpose
This is my role, as a parking meter tortoise.
I'm just a bag takin' a drag
Greaser hair, pull string flair
I'm not full of myself as I may look,
I'm filled with your belongings, like pencils and books
Give me a chance doll face, I'm not a cheater
We'll hold hands at the drive-in theater.
Ting tang walla walla bing bang.
You'll be healed by these words I sang.
I'm a rusted rake, a trusted fake.
Hiding behind my mask as you take the medicine I make.
I collect all that is natural, dried leaves and all.
Homeopathy is the term, if I recall.
My tines are feathers, oxidized from the weather.
Come to me, the witch doctor, so you can feel healthy and better.
A yawning morning monkey, yearning for caffeine.
Senses not so keen, for this waking groggy coffee fiend.
Hoo hoo ha ha, that first cup was great.
That productive primate mode, we all can relate.
Ba da ba ba ba, energy all day long it’s not gonna quit.
Bananas and coffee, breakfast of chimpions, and I’m lovin’ it.
Jovey McJupiterface is what I was titled.
I'm your biggest neighbor, a surface over 23 billion miles.
The heaviest of our planets, I'm known as the Gas Giant
My eyes made of storms, cyclonic and violent.
You'll finally see beneath my clouds, there's much more to know
All made possible, by NASA's mission, Juno.
Kreatif banget ya ini orang. Ane sih kadang suka ngebayangin tapi di khayalan aja, nggak bisa gambar soalnya
Sumur
Kayak gini gan?
Ternyata hal ini bukan cuma kita yang rasain loh, ada istilah ilmiahnya yakni pareidolia. Jadi ini adalah fenomena psikologis yang melibatkan stimulus samar-samar dan acak yang dianggap penting. Contonya kayak lihat gambar binatang atau wajah-wajah di awan, pria di bulan atau kelinci Bulan. Makanya kadang ada benda-benda di sekitar kita yang kita lihat kok kayak ada mukanya ya?
Salah satu orang yang memanfaatkan pareidolia ini untuk jadi sebuah karya adalah Keith Larsen. Jadi dia menciptakan karakter dari objek di sekelilingnya dan ngasih cerita untuk karakter yang ia temui.
I’m the drunk octopus looking to fight.
Fear the left hook and the jab of my right.
You’re at an advantage, my eyes are offset
Yet I’ll surely win this one, I’m the safe bet.
Even with six legs behind my back, this’ll be no match
But I can’t leave this wall, I’m stuck, I’m attached.
Love can open many doors
We're often used to open albacore.
I'm Jan, and this is Fran.
We've been told no, again and again
Many against us, our life is a sin
But in the end, love always wins.
I'm Ellie D, the amphibious illuminator.
The frog that toggles on during a power failure.
I'm not green like Kermit, and I don't tell jokes
But, keep me in mind next time the electric croaks.
I'm a dandy dapper dampener.
Fires tickle my fancy, those are no match for me.
Remove my monocle you must, for the water to flee.
When it comes to parking, I know I'm a nuisance
But when your dog pees, I'm somehow translucent.
I'm a damn dampened hydrant.
Slow and steady wins the race.
That's not the case when it comes to this face.
Tracking your time, waiting for it to expire
The shell on my back being a parked cars tire.
Your times running out, telling you is my purpose
This is my role, as a parking meter tortoise.
I'm just a bag takin' a drag
Greaser hair, pull string flair
I'm not full of myself as I may look,
I'm filled with your belongings, like pencils and books
Give me a chance doll face, I'm not a cheater
We'll hold hands at the drive-in theater.
Ting tang walla walla bing bang.
You'll be healed by these words I sang.
I'm a rusted rake, a trusted fake.
Hiding behind my mask as you take the medicine I make.
I collect all that is natural, dried leaves and all.
Homeopathy is the term, if I recall.
My tines are feathers, oxidized from the weather.
Come to me, the witch doctor, so you can feel healthy and better.
A yawning morning monkey, yearning for caffeine.
Senses not so keen, for this waking groggy coffee fiend.
Hoo hoo ha ha, that first cup was great.
That productive primate mode, we all can relate.
Ba da ba ba ba, energy all day long it’s not gonna quit.
Bananas and coffee, breakfast of chimpions, and I’m lovin’ it.
Jovey McJupiterface is what I was titled.
I'm your biggest neighbor, a surface over 23 billion miles.
The heaviest of our planets, I'm known as the Gas Giant
My eyes made of storms, cyclonic and violent.
You'll finally see beneath my clouds, there's much more to know
All made possible, by NASA's mission, Juno.
Kreatif banget ya ini orang. Ane sih kadang suka ngebayangin tapi di khayalan aja, nggak bisa gambar soalnya
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