When Your Eyes Think First
PHOTOSNACK #708
Here is my Sunday thought.
Sometimes, I look at a scene like this one — a simple chair, a table, a reflection — and I’m amazed by how much my eyes react before my mind even starts to think. Something about the blue-grey of the metal, the wooden slats of the chair, that soft strip of orange light. It’s geometry, but it’s also emotion. Color and form working together in ways I can’t quite explain — nor do I want to.
I think our brains are constantly composing — editing, reacting, arranging the world into small visual harmonies without us noticing. You might walk by this same spot and see nothing but a chair. I see lines, echoes, and rhythms that feel oddly personal. Maybe that’s what photography is: catching those subconscious alignments before they disappear back into the noise of the day.
And maybe that’s also why no two photographers will ever see the same scene — even if they stand shoulder to shoulder. Each of us carries a different set of colors, shapes, and memories in our minds, quietly waiting to respond.
I hope your Sunday brings you a few of those quiet reactions — little moments when your eyes jump before your thoughts do.
Until next time,
Tomasz



The orange table over the black one, with a two-D chair and the forced perspective of a liquid transparent right side, is water, or a stream, flowing under the whole picture. I want to go to the water, find the depth, get into the merk. I don't swim well, so having the chair and tables to reach for reduces my fear. It's all very appealing, if the water is warm...
Exactly! A photographer’s eye don’t we all suffer from it? 🤫 Thanks Thomasz for sharing your thoughts!