When I was a child, my grandparents had big painting reproductions all over the place. Which scared the flip out of me. They also had tons of the 1950's motion lamps which scared me even more. I would throw a towel over one if I had to be in the room with it; I could not look at it.
When the light was on, a baffle inside would turn and the scene would flicker, adding realism. I was so upset about that poor bear!
My grandparent's decor was particularly upsetting, but I also got the same overwhelming feelings and disorientation from standing near murals and the like. Giant paintings continue to be a thing even now, in my adulthood. Almost like I am being sucked into it.
Now I know this is sensory-related, the way my brain is wired. At the time, I thought my grandparent's place was haunted
When the light was on, a baffle inside would turn and the scene would flicker, adding realism. I was so upset about that poor bear!
My grandparent's decor was particularly upsetting, but I also got the same overwhelming feelings and disorientation from standing near murals and the like. Giant paintings continue to be a thing even now, in my adulthood. Almost like I am being sucked into it.
Now I know this is sensory-related, the way my brain is wired. At the time, I thought my grandparent's place was haunted