Beautiful Brain Pain
I read an interesting article on The New York Times this morning that pretty much gave me an "Aha!" moment.
I have been dealing with migraines since my junior year of high school, when in the middle of my physics class I began to lose my vision in the periphery, and freaked out. I got up unexcused and wandered down the hallway until a friend from class walked me to the nurse's office. I can't explain how frightening it was. The up-side to migraines, and I'll take any up-side, is that right before the blinding headache, I get what I can only call a psychadelic show of spiraling fractals that close slowly like curtains across my vision. Lucky me eh? I then remember in high school art class relentlessly drawing one pattern after another, using pattern to create recognizable images, and I have not made the connection to my fondness for drawing organic, sprawling, spiraling patterns until this morning.
I guess these migraines might be responsible for my shift into the world of visual art and design.
I think I just blew my own mind (unfortunate pun intended).





