There’s a quiet, soulful practice I return to often, especially when life feels unpredictable, messy or chaotic. It’s something playful, a little odd, and deeply meaningful to me. It’s called pareidolia—the phenomenon of seeing familiar images in random patterns. Think clouds that look like elephants or coffee stains that suddenly resemble faces.

But for me, it’s become more than a curious visual game. It’s a way to listen to my soul.
I like to think of pareidolia art as a gentle invitation. When the world feels noisy, and my mind is whirring too fast to catch its breath, I sit down with something simple: a teabag stain, a coffee drip, a squished blueberry, or even a bit of ink spilled on a scrap of paper. Something messy. Something imperfect. Something real.

I slow down. I look. I breathe.

And then, gradually, I begin to see.

Maybe a dancing slug (as in this one). A shy fox. A floating angel. It doesn’t matter if it makes sense. What matters is what it stirs up inside me—a memory, a question, a whisper of hope. This practice has become a kind of symbolic ritual for me, a way to honor the truth that life rarely goes as planned. There are twists, spills, tangles, and tears. But there are also hidden treasures, if we pause long enough to notice them.

That’s the heart of why I make pareidolia art.

It isn’t about perfect technique or polished outcomes. It’s about making space for inner reflection. It’s about welcoming surprise. It’s about looking at the messes—both on the paper and in life—and saying, “What message might be hiding here for me?”

This is just one of what I hope will be many little explorations of pareidolia in my creative life. Some of these pieces will come from teabags. Others from coffee rings or berry splatters. But all of them will be rooted in this tender practice of finding meaning in the midst of the mess.
And I hope, in some way, they invite you to do the same.

What do you see?

​Each Painting Is A Gift of Nature’s Message – And A Chance to Bring Some Joy into Your Life (Or Someone Else’s!)

I've always been drawn to working in series. There’s something about having a creative path that continuously evolves that really excites me. It gives me a clear direction, yet still allows space for new ideas to blossom (pun intended!). A few months ago, I found myself pondering my next big focus. What did I want to dive into? What would feel meaningful and connect with people in a way that felt authentic?

That’s when the symbolism of floriography (flower language) really caught my eye. I had never looked at flowers in this way before. There was this quieter time, back in the day, when giving someone a particular bouquet of flowers had a deep meaning, a secret message. Sort of like how we send texts today, but much more poetic and beautiful! I love the idea that something so natural could carry such weight in its symbolism. And honestly, it just felt right to me.

Then, with 2025 being such a transformative year in my life, I decided it was time to create a series of paintings based on the birth flowers for each month. I want to share messages of love, hope, and beauty with the world—because, let’s face it, we could all use more of those things right now, right?

Flowers, to me, are nature’s little reminders to slow down and appreciate the present moment. They’re these tiny tokens of joy that pop up around us every day, often unnoticed. But when you stop and really take in their beauty, they’re incredibly powerful. So, this project is my way of not only creating something visually beautiful but also sharing a deeper connection to nature’s messages.

What’s even more exciting is that each of these paintings will be available for sale. Whether you're looking for a unique piece of art for your own space or a thoughtful gift for someone special, these birth flower paintings would make a perfect, meaningful gift. Every flower holds its own story, and I hope these pieces can help spread a little light and love wherever they go.
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I'm so excited for you to see them! Stay tuned for the series to unfold, and in the meantime, you can watch them blossom on Instagram at art_of_eleatta. I hope you’ll enjoy the magic of these flowers just as much as I have while creating them. Thanks for following along with me on this journey.


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I’ve been keeping a journal for years now, and I can honestly say it’s been one of the best tools for getting to know myself better. At first, I thought it was just about recording my day-to-day life, but over time, I realized it was more of a conversation with my own soul. When you sit down and start writing, something magical happens — the clutter in your mind starts to clear. Suddenly, the feelings that were all over the place start to make sense, and you get a little distance from them.

Unraveling my emotions on pages has helped me uncover things I didn’t even realize — like the way past experiences shape my reactions today or why certain situations trigger me in ways I didn’t understand before.

 I remember writing about a time I was feeling really frustrated, and as I let the words flow, I discovered that it wasn’t about the situation at all. It was more about feeling unheard and unappreciated in a larger sense, something I hadn’t been able to articulate until I saw it written out in front of me.

Journaling has a way of noodling out those deeper motivations to the surface, things that lie beneath the surface day-to-day thoughts. It’s like peeling back layers you didn’t even know were there. And when I look back at what I’ve written, I can see how much I’ve grown — it’s like holding a mirror up to your heart and realizing, “Oh, that’s why I acted that way!”
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It’s not just about understanding your feelings, either. Journaling has been a powerful way for me to reconnect with my hopes and dreams, even the ones I had buried long ago. Writing about what I want, what excites me, or even what scares me has helped me figure out what really matters to me, not just what society or others think I should want.

It’s so easy to get distracted by the noise around us, but journaling helps me come back to what truly lights me up. And, honestly, it’s given me the courage to follow some of those dreams, step by step, without the fear of judgment or failure hanging over me. I can’t recommend it enough — it’s like having a wise, loving friend in your own words.
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