Patrice in Threes
Thursday, April 25, 2019
Our cats are creatures of routine. Every night when we go to bed they expect Rosemary to go to her dress drawer and take out a little bag of cat treats that she called candies. She then makes them get on the bed and gives each one (alternating) one at a time.
The male cat, Niño expects us to open the door of our deck
right after he has his breakfast. Niño goes upstairs with us where Rosemary and
I have our breakfast in bed from a tray
and we read the NY Times and the Vancouver Sun. There is a human pattern there.
I am given the Sun while Rosemary reads the NY Times.
But I believe that there is a human talent that is exclusively human. This is our ability to discern patterns.
Consider these lovely photographs of Patrice Bilawka. I have written about her here and here. But today I noticed something and I have given it the name Patrice in Threes. I am wondering if these patterns would have been obvious with a modern digital camera. In the case here these are contact sheets of 6x7cm b+w negatives. I have scanned them in such a way as to avoid the social media police.