Image this:
One day you wake up and and a blur spot has appeared in your right eye.
You ask your partner if he/she sees it.
He/she looks into your eyes but doesn’t see anything…
During the day, the spot in your eye grows.
And grows.
And turns from blur to pink to red to black.
In less then 34 hours, you can’t see anything anymore with that eye…
you’re blind.
You go to
the doctor.
You have to
have surgery
right away.
You go to
the hospital
and they stick
a needle
into your eye…
That’s my dad’s story (the short version)
I wrote that down here.
And I wrote down the (long) version in my Art Journal…
(I warn you for a horrifying picture!)
(I used encyclopedia paper as a background – pages about eyes and retina –
magazine picture – the small eye – gesso, acrylic paint, spray ink and a black
and white sharpie.
The photo is a still from the famous surreal cult movie “Un chien Andalou”
by the Spanish director Luis Buñuel and artist Salvador Dalí.)
The light in his eye returned
after the surgery, but the
vision is still very, very blur.
He can still only see with
one eye. We don’t know how
much his sight will approve
in the future, but it’s getting
better every day.
I needed to document this horrifying story…
heavy pages are part of life too!
Have a nice week,
don’t forget to look around
and see…!!!
Je t’embrasse