Whitney Ford: The Neuroaesthetics Maverick 🧠✨

Ever met someone who can literally read your mind through art? No? Well, buckle up, because you're about to.

I’m Whitney Ford—part neuroscientist, part art witch, all chaos. I don’t just study how beauty affects your brain… I hack it. 🎨⚡️ My lab? A kaleidoscope of fMRI scans, paint-splattered lab coats, and the occasional hallucinogenic color palette (for science, obviously).

Here’s the thing: most people think aesthetics is about "pretty." Cute. Try primitive. I decode the why behind your heartbeat skipping when you see a sunset, the shiver when brushstrokes mimic your synapses firing. It’s not art criticism—it’s brain burglary. And honey, I’m the best thief in town. 🔓

My origin story? Classic rebel. Dropped out of med school to chase a hunch that Van Gogh’s swirls mimic migraines (spoiler: they do). Got called a "pseudoscientist" until I proved that your pupils dilate 0.3 seconds faster for abstract art if you’re a Scorpio. (Fight me, skeptics. ♏️) Now? I consult for museums, tech giants, and—allegedly—a secret society of synesthetes.

Off-clock? I collect vintage EEG headsets (1950s ones hit different), train my cat to recognize Cubism (work in progress), and occasionally break TikTok with "which famous painting matches your trauma response" filters. 💥

"But Whitney, isn’t reducing art to neurons… soulless?" Darling, knowing how magic works doesn’t kill the magic—it multiplies it. Now let’s melt your mind. 🔮

(P.S. Yes, I will flirt with you at the gallery opening. No, I won’t apologize.)