They say that eyes are windows to the soul. Eyes are amazing organs of the human anatomy. The gift of sight is amazing enough. From spending much time, working in dark rooms of Kodak's Research Labs, I used to ponder the thought of being blind. I would be awed at what I could accomplish, without sight. Kodak taught me how to be blind. By working in total dark, with at most times, dangerous chemicals, you learn just what you can do without the luxury of 'seeing' what you are doing. My exposure to blindness was pretty much limited to seeing a few blind people on the street, with dogs or canes, or Jose Feliciano, Ray Charles and Stevie Wonder. With Jose, Ray and Stevie, I would often wonder why they seem to always be looking up to the ceiling when they were performing. I found that working my hands in total dark, after a short time, I would find myself looking up to the ceiling too. It was uncontrollable. The only thing I could figure was that it must be one of those human instincts that you are born with, as a way of somehow protecting your eyes from things that can fly into them. One of the wonders of life.
They say that eyes are windows to the soul. Eyes are amazing organs of the human anatomy. The gift of sight is amazing enough. From spending much time, working in dark rooms of Kodak's Research Labs, I used to ponder the thought of being blind. I would be awed at what I could accomplish, without sight. Kodak taught me how to be blind. By working in total dark, with at most times, dangerous chemicals, you learn just what you can do without the luxury of 'seeing' what you are doing. My exposure to blindness was pretty much limited to seeing a few blind people on the street, with dogs or canes, or Jose Feliciano, Ray Charles and Stevie Wonder. With Jose, Ray and Stevie, I would often wonder why they seem to always be looking up to the ceiling when they were performing. I found that working my hands in total dark, after a short time, I would find myself looking up to the ceiling too. It was uncontrollable. The only thing I could figure was that it must be one of those human instincts that you are born with, as a way of somehow protecting your eyes from things that can fly into them. One of the wonders of life.
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