I get it man, I really do. My dad was an artist, he made hi living all his life from being an artist and I know what he put into it and why. I didn't get the talent unfortunately, however I know what you mean, the things that sit there in plain sight but which most will miss if they don't look for them or have the ability to see beyond the obvious. I do that with my writing to be honest, there's a lot there, but mostly no one will see because they skim the post or simple see and read words superficially.
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I'm the same way with writing. Combining it with that art. If you can pick up on the imagery then look where I said "I called it" then My Thoughts Exactly. Now I'll just let that simmer.
There's a lot going on in that artwork, besides the very obvious on the left of it. There's something on the right that looks...well, I'd rather not say on the blockchain, but it's there for me. It's sort of like looking at clouds I guess right? People see what they see, and mostly it's different from what other's see.
It's showing a split and the colors matter. What's fucked is I didn't know Hive would be red. There's a side profile of a face looking to the right (right way) but it's mostly transparent.
I will be different for each individual yes. Most won't see what I put there and it is designed to play tricks on the eyes.
And the only way I can do that naturally is by allowing my own eyes to play tricks on me, then I paint the illusions. I'm basically allowing a part of our brains we don't control to create it.
Yeah, it's interesting how you say it's done, a reflection of the mind of the person doing it. My dad used to do some abstract work, as a kid I didn't like it (understand it) but as I got older I started seeing things in there and it (now) gives me an indication into who my dad was at that point, who he'd been, what he went through in WW2 and beyond. Interesting huh? The mind I mean.
I'm fascinated with the mind. My mind. The minds of others. I can remember the day when I was a kid and discovered my internal monologue. Became an explorer that day dude.
I get it...and I think that makes a difference to a person...being able to explore one's mind with honesty and use it to one's advantage, even if that advantage is simple pleasure or happiness. There's so many (here and in the real world) who seem to shy away from that internal exploration or, at least, deny what they see rather than own it.
The mind is powerful. And it kicks my ass if I'm not careful. I fucked up twenty years ago. Bing! "Here's your reminder!" Then I'm scrambled. Have to force it out. *Bing! "Here's another one!". In split seconds I'm reliving hours of turbulence. That's why I'm so damn quick on the draw when the shit goes down. I need to fix this or it's going to fuck me. And I get fucked anyway lol.