Attracted To Patterns
i think Oblio has a point about detail and incompleteness.
I caught the train up to brisbane last week to go to an AS seminar.
The way i look out the window and the way i preceive is in pinpricks - i home in on one patterned fixture after another - a row of metal handles, a wire fence, the rust on a discarded liner container that has travelled the seven seas, the handle of a discarded bicycle, the pattern on the leather bag belonging to a woman getting on the train. I move from pinprick observation to pinprick observation - always pulled in by the detail - and as a result - i live in a perpetual state of incompleteness where others might live in a state of wholeness as they engage with the word because the way they ABSORB information is in a more wholesome fashion.
I take a lot in. and i can have a number of pinprick observations of detail coming in at once - but i do not read these as a whole - rather i comprehend them as a series of patterns in a moment.
Overload occurs when there is so much of this, along witt haphazard sound etc. And then when you throw the inconsinstencies of social exchange in a group into th emix - i am well and truly flummoxed.
i can see what Oblio is talking about in terms of processing perpetual incompleteness in a way that is perhaps derived from this detail to pattern tendency.
If i meet someone new for example - i MUST take in their physical presence - not as a whole - but a series of very, very exacting details...and it takes me longer to process all that physical information than the usual person. For a start, i can only look at the bottom half of faces and mainly mouths and teeth - and i see all the patterns there.
I look at the hair on the outer palm of the hand and study it intently,the type of hair, its colour and thick or thinness and the flecks of the skin and the pores - hwethere they are fine or pronounced - all happening in a moment - all this absorption of detail - then it may be the sock and the small strip of white skin between its ribbed edge and the slight fray and the cotton thread and the dark fabric of the jeans.
I construct my relationships with everything - and even with people, in this manner.
I make sense of EVERYTHING like this.
it is interesting to note the further i go on in my art practice, the less i am interested in traditional notions of perspective. I can do it to a tee - but I am interested in something else while i paint. I am interested in my animal/sensory relationship to things as well as pattern reductions and colour interplays. They are the two pivots points of my work/special interest and it is interesting they accord with my autistic traits.
And if one wants to see a genius of colour, pattern, composition, structure and a bit of good old voyeaurism in art, check out the brilliance of Pierre Bonnard. Completely underrated in my view and often misinterpreted as a "fluff" because he loved perving on and painting his fuck-able wife.
He really is one of the most complex colourists (patternists in colour) of the 20 and 21st Centuries.
And I believe he is up there with Cezanne.
and of course it gets even more tiring AND FUN -- let us NOT FORGET FUN here
I'm usually aware of the patterns /letters also when waiting in a room or in a buidling. Or when walking on a paved floor in which I look for identical shapes to follow or walk within rectangular pavings.
My mum used to have wallpaper which had ususual shapes and patterns which at first had no correlation, I used to souce out identical shapes and find a pattern within the wallpaper. Sometimes sourcing out the manufacturing pattern and locating when one pattern ends and another starts.
Usually I prefer patterns that show identical traits or a number which correlates to the pattern, sometimes engaging in counting the rectangular shapes.
When travelling as a passemger on a train I sometimes follow the movement of the rails, or in a car the movement of the yellow lines at the edge of the road.
Attracted to Patterns?
Why, yes, I would have to say that I am.
I've seen graphed Tangent functions graphed in brick walls and graphed Sine functions in my Physics teachers' room.
My grandma has always told me that I am good at Math and Science because I can see the patterns within them. A
pparently when I was a young boy I used to show great skills in recognizing patterns.
"Finding patterns is my skill. Believing in patterns- in the existence of patterns- is apparently my creed. It is part of who I am." - 'The Speed of Dark'
There is a quote that basically sums me up.
I take a lot in. and i can have a number of pinprick observations of detail coming in at once - but i do not read these as a whole - rather i comprehend them as a series of patterns in a moment.
Overload occurs when there is so much of this, along witt haphazard sound etc. And then when you throw the inconsinstencies of social exchange in a group into th emix - i am well and truly flummoxed.
I construct my relationships with everything - and even with people, in this manner.
I make sense of EVERYTHING like this.
yeah, i completely recognise this
there is a belgian movie 'ben X' about a boy with asperger's
my husband told me after seeing it," this movie zooms in on details all the time", and i only noticed it when he said that, other than that i thought the movie looked quite 'natural'
and you made a good description of it here (actually your whole description fits with my own vision)
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