Had it not been for my 10 year old son, I would have actually missed (Gasp!) the fornicating flies on the fence. I might have only focused on sharing the joy of Mariana’s big belly and impending childbirth. And, had I not loaned my camera to my 10 year old son, I might not have a photo of the fornicating flies…only posed, smiling faces commemorating this special time together with friends.
And it would have been my loss. Did you know that flies actually do copulate to reproduce? (I did have to check.)
Whether the difference is generational, cultural, gender or simply an acknowledgement that each of us is an individual with a unique perspective, the fact is we don’t see the world the same as others, even when we are standing in the same space at the same time.
Years ago I was in charge of the exhibits and events for Chicago’s airports, O’Hare and Midway. During Chicago Artist’s Month, we set up three artists along the moving walkway, each with a canvas facing the walkway, the artist gazing out the window and painting the scene before him or her. As travelers rode by on the walkway, they could see first-hand how each artist processed the experience and transformed it into a work of art—which items stood out more (the trees or the tower?), how the artist interpreted the world (literally, or an abstract capturing of energy?)
For Artist Luis DeLaTorre, he was energized to get immediate feedback and cheering as he worked–a rare experience for people to see into his mind’s processing as he reflected how he saw the world around him.
What’s the dominant characteristice that frames your view of the world? Your parental or marital status? Race? Childhood memory? What can you learn by seeing things through another’s eyes?