Following up on the last post about the habits we cultivate, nowhere is this more relevant than in the arts, or any creative endeavor. Who was the first person to realize that the sound of a record player needle scratching back and forth against a record could act as a musical instrument?
It's supremely difficult for us to realize how set our perceptions have become until we break through them. Here's a former forester describing one such experience:
Stopping to consider a tree that rose up straight then curved like a question mark, Mr. Wohlleben said ... it was the untrained perspective of visitors he took on forest tours years ago to which he owed much insight.
“For a forester, this tree is ugly, because it is crooked, which means you can’t get very much money for the wood,” he said. “It really surprised me, walking through the forest, when people called a tree like this one beautiful. They said, ‘My life hasn’t always run in a straight line, either.’ And I began to see things with new eyes.”
[thanks, NY TIMES]