Being part of collaborative art project can have unforeseen consequences. I’d never thought this could be one though: Losing all sense of proportion.
I seem to have gotten myself into a Gulliver’s Travels sojourn. Things that are humongous appear miniscule to me, and things that are microscopic appear gigantic. This is one of the unfortunate side effects of having chosen to do miniature landscapes. It’s really messing up my head.
The other day I imagined how tough it would be to scale the side of an island mountain. Only it measured 10 cm in height. And climbing _ foothills is a daily activity here that I don’t think twice about. When I look out of the window I see hills with tiny people and cattle going along the ‘miniature’ mountain paths.
A normal butterfly perched on a miniature cliff that is actually a tree stump becomes, by inference, giant.
Only none of this is true.
I look at things as potentially mind-boggling in how they can confound the viewer’s sense of proportion. My job seems to have become to transfer the messed-up worldview inside my head onto other people.
I will be happy once I’m done with the miniatures so I can get back to my normal life.