Some people can’t help but notice different shapes and faces appearing in the form of the clouds. However Keith Larsen spots different funny faces in everyday objects, whether it’s a backpack or a brick wall, inanimate objects suddenly come alive with googly eyes and goofy smiles. Larsen has even dedicated his Twitter account to sharing his illustration of the faces he sees in different object.
To illuminate his creative visions, he illustrates these characters and brings them to life with silly stories.
Larsen’s ability to see inanimate objects with faces is however the result of pareidolia which is a psychological phenomenon in which our minds create a “familiar pattern” where none exists. Have you ever heard someone claiming that they hear a “hidden message” when they play back a song? That is a sign of pareidolia.
This phenomenon is the inspiration for his funny cartoon faces, and it provides more than enough ideas feeding his creativity to come up with some amusing and fantastical cartoon-style creations. For Larsen the door of a washing machine, is a becomes a duck, while a fire hydrant is a bespectacled cyclops.
Whatever the object and silly face Larsen sees, Larsen provides each character with his own unique personality that’s sure to make you smile.
See the interesting characters created by Larsen and their unique personality.
"Not everyone knows what my nose holds. My eyes stay forward minding my own business as you conduct yours. I am a conductor myself being metal and all, you lock the door as your pants fall. I hold your jacket, or whatever you pack, yet I get no recognition as you carry out your mission. You flush and rush as if you have somewhere to be. Next time we meet, please stare back at me."
"Yeah, I’m Frankie the furnace, who’s askin’? Short arms with anger fueled by fire, a bowler hat is my only attire. Burning wood is what I do. For cookin’ stew or warming you. But don’t feed me too much I’m warning you. I’m an earnest furnce, and frankly, I couldn’t care less about burning you."
"You’re in the bathroom at the urinal urine spilling. A sloth in transit with its oxygen filling. Arms resting in place, smile on its face, slowly but surely, it’s no race. Happy you’re there, the sloth happily stares. As you finish and flush, to the cosmos, no rush."
"Hey dere, you notice my teef missin'. But I'm just like you, I talk and listen. My inner's calm, yet I'm lookin' crazy. Push my teef when you're feelin' lazy."
"I'm just a bag takin' a drag. Greaser hair, pull string flair. I'm not full of myself as I may look, I'm filled with your belongings, like pencils and books. Give me a chance doll face, I'm not a cheater. We'll hold hands at the drive-in theater."
"I'm a dandy dapper dampener. Fires tickle my fancy, those are no match for me. Remove my monocle you must, for the water to flee. When it comes to parking, I know I'm a nuisance. But when your dog pees, I'm somehow translucent. I'm a damn dampened hydrant."
"GAHAYUCK! Hi there! I have some stuff to share! It’s ice and water, and I suggest in that order. If it’s the latter first, by all means quench your thirst! But let it be known, YAHUH! You’re in the splash zone. My uneven teeth dispense your desires, push my eyes is what I require!"