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There is nothing quite like driving by this house on a dreary winter's afternoon. It's entirely hand-painted and covered in patterns, even the garage. I have been trying to get up the guts to ring the door bell and meet the sorcerer behind this enchanted little home for awhile now. Perhaps they suffer from terrible headaches...
This would be a piece by the Chicago-based artist Geoffrey Todd Smith. His precision is quite intriguing, as are his three-dimensional installations, currently showing at Hyde Park Art Center. I think I need to make a quick trip to Chicago. Perhaps Geoffrey Todd Smith suffers from terrible headaches as well...

What is all this talk of headaches, you ask? Why do I like patterns so much, you ask? Because of the science behind the beauty, the subconscious desire for systems, rhythm, and harmony. Maybe this is why I am a graphic designer...

"Self-organizing activity in vast populations of visual neurons is a prerequisite of visual perception–that is how seeing begins. Spontaneous self-organization is not restricted to living systems–one may see it equally in the formation of snow crystals, in the roilings and eddies of turbulent water, in certain oscillating chemical reactions...The geometrical hallucinations of migraine allow us to experience in ourselves not only a universal of neural functioning, but a universal of nature itself." 

Thanks to my mum for recommending this. But no thanks to my migraines, because at the end of the day you are still wordlessly awful, despite the patterns.