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A Good Day to you!
Welcome readers.
We only experience blindness once in our life. To commemorate blindness, we present you with a collection that celebrates my blindness.
Hello!
Welcome to my murky world.
There's much to see here. But with one stroke of the clock, you are seized with blindness. It catches you by surprise and you experience darkness.
Hello again.
Being half-blind means more.
Sometimes, you get caught up with boxART and you miss your meals. The experience of going blind means that you don't want to miss your meals at the wrong time.
How is your day?
Being half-blind makes me stronger.
What can we learn from losing something like our sight? I will learn to construct my boxes a little longer. Perhaps, boxART is my life.
The value of life is seeing.
We sometimes forget to eat, and we lose sight.
In a moment, we forget. That is all it takes to lose a part of your eyesight. But is this the end of boxART? Never!
Sometimes we forget to see even when we are not blind.
Life is fragile. So, are our eyes.
The gift of seeing is appreciating beauty. Beauty is being able to feel the beauty from your working eye. But experiencing beauty is not about eyesight.
Hello once again.
We lose our sight, and we change.
There is always a time to cry. Crying makes us vulnerable to emotions. Emotions remind us of our common and shared experiences as humans.
Say hello and welcome a stranger.
Do you see better when you are blind?
Everything that exists ceases to exist. We are vulnerable to loss of eyesight. Sometimes, it is a beginning. I tell myself: "Rejoice, do not despair".
Hello again. Have we met?
We are always vulnerable.
In one moment, you feel the world has turned its back against you. But life has many faces. Which face am I wearing now?
Is it goodbye?
Adapting to life: Things change.
Once we were babies. And then we grew and sometimes we forgot we were crawling. Being blind reminds us of our beginnings and how forgetful we can become.