The human brain is hard-wired to recognise faces. It's likely an evolutionary thing. And sometimes this cognitive function leads us to recognising faces in things that aren't really faces.
[Bear with me on this science bit, there's something inane heading this way any minute. Promise.]
In our house we're very fond of finding these 'faces in places' and I've blogged at least one of them before now that time we found a potato that looked like a Marc John's drawing. [How could I not blog about that?]
My photo folders are scattered with them and I know we're not alone ... there's a whole world of 'faces in places' photos over on Flickr and I've just come across Faces in Things on Twitter ... and so, with the knowledge that this is definitely a 'thing' ... and not that I'm just a little bit odd ... I just had to share our latest face with you today!
According to Wikipedia: "objects incidentally perceived as faces evoke an early activation in the ventral fusiform cortex, at a time and location similar to that evoked by faces"
So all I can say is: prepare to have your 'ventral fusiform cortex' activated ...
Last week James was putting some fresh lemons into the fruit bowl when something amongst the old ones in the bottom of the bowl caused him to shout over to me: 'There's a face in a place here" ...
Is that not the cutest, most poignant seen-better-days lemon you've ever seen?
[If not, I insist on seeing your photographic evidence to the contrary.]
Personally I can see some family resemblance between it and a 'minion' from the Despicable Me films or a Toy Story alien? What do you think?
If nothing else, it makes me feel better about my lapses in household management, how does that old saying go? She who has a perfect, spore-free fruit bowl shalt never get to blog about a mouldy lemon.
Now wouldn't that be a terrible pity?