How I Decided to Try Finding Luciders
So last Tuesday night, I’m scrolling through my phone while eating cold pizza, right? Randomly saw this post saying “Art gets 10x cooler when you spot the Luciders!” Got me thinking – what the heck even is a Lucider? Google showed fancy art terms that made my eyes glaze over. Said screw it, tomorrow I’m hunting these mysterious things myself.
My First Attempt Was Pure Chaos
Grabbed my niece’s crayon drawings first – figured kid art would be simple. Stared at unicorn scribbles for 20 minutes like a detective at a crime scene. Nothing. Switched to Van Gogh’s Starry Night print on my laptop. Zoomed in until pixels looked like Minecraft blocks. Still nada except eye strain. Then tried shining my phone flashlight through watercolor paper like some moron thinking it’d reveal secrets. Spoiler: it just made the paper hot.
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Dumb things I wasted time on:
- Wearing sunglasses to “see hidden layers”
- Turning paintings upside down
- Humming Mozart to “attract Lucider energy”
The Actual Useful Tricks That Worked
After all that clownery, I calmed down and tried REAL methods. Pro tip: stop overcomplicating crap. First method – squint your eyes until everything’s blurry. Sounds stupid but suddenly colors start playing together! Like in that Kandinsky print I’ve got taped to my fridge. When everything melts into blobs, bright spots literally pop out screaming “LOOK AT ME” – that’s a Lucider!
Second method’s easier than making instant noodles: follow color vomit trails. Find where colors spray like rainbow sneezes (usually corners of impressionist stuff). There’s always one color dot pretending to be shy while secretly dominating – boom, found my second Lucider.
Shockingly useful tools:
- Squinting like you need glasses
- Counting loud color clusters
- Ignoring details, chasing color chaos
Why Bother? Because Patience Pays Off
Real talk – almost rage-quit after hour three staring at a fruit bowl painting. Thought Luciders were art world urban legend. But then I found one in my coffee mug stain during break! Saw how light hit the brown puddle just right making one spot glow like liquid gold. That crappy moment fixed everything. Slapped my forehead screaming “THEY’RE JUST LIGHT TRICKERS!”
Spent all weekend hunting them everywhere – street graffiti, book illustrations, even my neighbor’s tacky garden gnome. Turns out best method is treating it like cloud watching: relax your dang eyeballs and let weird shapes announce themselves. Now I can’t unsee Luciders. Should’ve started this years ago instead of blowing Sundays scrolling memes.
