Through a series of events, that started on a Piewdiepie YouTube video on this Friday night (day before yesterday), I ended up visiting a website. I bookmarked the site and visited it again yesterday, and as I browsed through this site I came across the word Pointillism for the first time in my life. Pointillism is a kind of art technique in which the artist creates images through a series of dots. That Piewdiepie video had absolutely nothing to do with Pointillism or any kind of art. Even the website had nothing to do with art, but just referenced this form of art as an example for something.
Today, just a few hours back, I was casually flipping through the pages of The Times of India and I learnt through an article that a rock art, 38,000 years old — the oldest rock art discovered till date — has images carved using the technique of Pointillism! It was found in France, and until this discovery it was thought that Pointillism had its origin in the 19th century! Here’s a link to that. Wow! I felt a bit strange when I read this today. Why do these kind of strange coincidences happen in life? It is said that there are no coincidences and that everything happens for a reason. If that is the case, why did this little “insignificant” coincidence happened in my life? Obviously this is a major discovery for the person who did this, it is a major discovery for rock-art enthusiasts, archaeologists, and maybe many other art enthusiasts. But for me, personally, this is insignificant. Maybe I should just dismiss it and move on with my life, or maybe I should think that life is telling me something and I should try my hand at Pointillism, or maybe, it was me who made this art in a previous life and life is having a little fun with me. I don’t know.
Life is strange.