Nobody ever approached me and suggested that life was going to be easy. By the same token, nobody ever approached me and suggested that life was going to be one impossible to understand phenomenon called magnets, followed by another impossible to understand phenomenon that isn’t magnets, followed by another impossible to understand phenomenon called Nuns. I wouldn’t be a big fan of spirituality or witchcraft or Photoshop but maybe, just maybe there is a kind of higher being that’s playing with our perception of panels:
Very cool, any idea why it works?
Uneducated guess, I’d say it has something to do with magic!
I assume my finger is magic! It also shows why we shouldn’t be so quick to believe what we think we see. As a photographer, I recognize that our brain compensates for local lighting.
My brain outright refuses to compensate. If it continues like this, I reckon I’ll have to take it to court!
My brain also refuses to compensate. Does that mean it’s a genius, or just that it’s stubborn?
I’d imagine your brain to be genius Kathy, mine on the other hand is probably non-existent!