Once upon a time, I taught visual literacy for a couple years. The concepts were deceptively simple: how people read pages, where your eye is drawn, how memory effects image processing. We talked about picture books a lot which was really fun and prompted cool discussions.
It’s easy to say the words, your memories affect the way you process visual information but it’s so much larger than that. It ripples over everything. If you’re pushing a stroller, trash cans on the sidewalk catch your eye. If you’re worried about the weather, you look up at the sky. If you’re grieving, you notice the signs of funeral homes.
