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Bloggiest Blog.Mainly all painting description.. and forest health 101.. and maybe a metaphor for dealing with traumatic things, such as losing sight.. or I maybe just don't wana talk about all the feels today! (goingblind.wordpress.com)
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AlliTurna 2 points 7y ago
You're such an awesome describer. It must be fun to walk around or watch a sport event with you!
claudettemonet [OP] 1 points 7y ago
I don't know. I've never done that. It would probably only be interesting if the sport was rugby. It's the only team sport I've ever played and therefore the only one I know enough about to know what is going on and be able to narrate it.. though for just people watching at a sporting event, I'd be all about that. I don't have any blind friends in person, though.
I know! I need to call the vision specialist people in my area and figure out when the newbs to being blind meet up... but I am procrastinating a lot.... actually I just don't want to call that lady and have to explain the whole situation over the phone. It feels like when someone dies or is in the process of dying. It is just really fucking sad and you don't want to have to rehash it with new people, because when you do it feels new all over again.
I mean.. I'm at the point where I am mostly okay emotionally, but then I will see something really beautiful and I fall apart. I keep thinking I'm fine and am totally going to handle this, and then I am driving home from work and the sun is setting and there are storm clouds above the mountains and the lightening is dancing all across the range. It is so perfectly beautiful it hurts, and tears are just streaming down my face and pretty soon it is more than just a silent cascade of tears. I am sobbing, those horrible shuddering breathes. The sadness is paralysing.
I just wait for it to pass.
The truth is, I have no idea what I am doing, no idea what I am going to do. But I like this sub reddit. I spend a lot of time here. People are so nice and their stories make me hopeful. And I guess that is why I feel like I totally have this handled, at least part of the time, because I feel like it will be okay, that it won't really be as scary or limiting as I thought at first, just different.
But I lose it every now and then, because there is a part of me that will just miss visual beauty so much. And it is especially difficult, because it is that part of me that, until recently, only ever brought my life more beauty, more joy and more peace. It is so weird to have that peice of myself perpetually celebrating and mourning the world.
I feel situationally bipolar. Wow.. that went somewhere unexpected....
I know! I need to call the vision specialist people in my area and figure out when the newbs to being blind meet up... but I am procrastinating a lot.... actually I just don't want to call that lady and have to explain the whole situation over the phone. It feels like when someone dies or is in the process of dying. It is just really fucking sad and you don't want to have to rehash it with new people, because when you do it feels new all over again.
I mean.. I'm at the point where I am mostly okay emotionally, but then I will see something really beautiful and I fall apart. I keep thinking I'm fine and am totally going to handle this, and then I am driving home from work and the sun is setting and there are storm clouds above the mountains and the lightening is dancing all across the range. It is so perfectly beautiful it hurts, and tears are just streaming down my face and pretty soon it is more than just a silent cascade of tears. I am sobbing, those horrible shuddering breathes. The sadness is paralysing.
I just wait for it to pass.
The truth is, I have no idea what I am doing, no idea what I am going to do. But I like this sub reddit. I spend a lot of time here. People are so nice and their stories make me hopeful. And I guess that is why I feel like I totally have this handled, at least part of the time, because I feel like it will be okay, that it won't really be as scary or limiting as I thought at first, just different.
But I lose it every now and then, because there is a part of me that will just miss visual beauty so much. And it is especially difficult, because it is that part of me that, until recently, only ever brought my life more beauty, more joy and more peace. It is so weird to have that peice of myself perpetually celebrating and mourning the world.
I feel situationally bipolar. Wow.. that went somewhere unexpected....
AlliTurna 2 points 7y ago
Beautifully written. I genuanly feel special for reading such insightful thoughts, thank you for sharing.
I can imagine not wanting to live it again and again. Most people don't even have the strength to talk about little things that are annoying for them.
I lost my vision when I was five or six years old, I'm not quite sure. I think I just cried once when I no longer had enough vision to play my favorite game on the computer. And then, I quickly adapted to the situation because.. I was a kid, and I was lucky enough to be introduced to the new rules early enough. Hense I look up to people who became blind later and managed to accept it. I'm pretty sure I would have incredibly difficult times if it didn't happen when I was too young to understand it.
You're right, how the heck did we end up here?
I can imagine not wanting to live it again and again. Most people don't even have the strength to talk about little things that are annoying for them.
I lost my vision when I was five or six years old, I'm not quite sure. I think I just cried once when I no longer had enough vision to play my favorite game on the computer. And then, I quickly adapted to the situation because.. I was a kid, and I was lucky enough to be introduced to the new rules early enough. Hense I look up to people who became blind later and managed to accept it. I'm pretty sure I would have incredibly difficult times if it didn't happen when I was too young to understand it.
You're right, how the heck did we end up here?
claudettemonet [OP] 1 points 7y ago
Thanks for reading. And especially thanks for takong the time to say hey :)
AlliTurna 1 points 7y ago
I can't write as nearly good as you, so I probably just sound stupid when I try to write such meaningful paragraphs. But I guess I manage to get my point across if nothing else! :)
claudettemonet [OP] 1 points 7y ago
Haha. Thanks. Yeah, when I can't play minecraft anymore, I'm going to cry like a baby for days!
AlliTurna 1 points 7y ago
Lol yes. I remember talking to my friend a few years ago about not being able to play Minecraft. It was way more popular back then, people were creating / joining servers, and it was nearly impossible to avoid reading about how good of a game it was on the Internet.
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claudettemonet [OP] 1 points 7y ago
A shortened version of bloggles, for those who don't wana go click around wordpress:
Sometimes there is value is starting things over again. This painting is a prime example. The painting was going in a certain direction and it wasn’t working out, for a myriad of reasons, it was just all wrong. It was wrong mainly because I had an idea of how it was going to go in my head, but when I went to actually make that plan come to fruition, it was just not working. In real life, things fail to work out all the time. In this painting, the failure was a lot of things, but mainly the scale, the perspective and to some degree the color. I had it in my head that this seasons series I was working on had to have aspen trees as the primary focus in each painting, but I also really wanted the summer painting to be about flowers and, to a lesser extent, afternoon storms. I really enjoy summertime storms.
So if I had to describe the painting for r/blind I would say that the first painting was not working out because it was the visual equivalent of a meal that has way too many competing spices vying for your attention, and the overall effect is just gross.
The final painting though still has all the same spices, aspens, flowers and clouds, but they are not competing, they are complimentary. The sky is a miasma of swirling clouds, powerful and foreboding, presaged by the scent of rain and electricity. In the distance, at the edge of an expansive meadow stand the aspen trees, their leaves rustling in the wind that carries the storm. Behind the aspens the cool dark of the pines and the thicker forest, the pines trees thin and spikey and tall in their ascent towards the heavens, making the horizon line jagged.
Sometimes there is value is starting things over again. This painting is a prime example. The painting was going in a certain direction and it wasn’t working out, for a myriad of reasons, it was just all wrong. It was wrong mainly because I had an idea of how it was going to go in my head, but when I went to actually make that plan come to fruition, it was just not working. In real life, things fail to work out all the time. In this painting, the failure was a lot of things, but mainly the scale, the perspective and to some degree the color. I had it in my head that this seasons series I was working on had to have aspen trees as the primary focus in each painting, but I also really wanted the summer painting to be about flowers and, to a lesser extent, afternoon storms. I really enjoy summertime storms.
So if I had to describe the painting for r/blind I would say that the first painting was not working out because it was the visual equivalent of a meal that has way too many competing spices vying for your attention, and the overall effect is just gross.
The final painting though still has all the same spices, aspens, flowers and clouds, but they are not competing, they are complimentary. The sky is a miasma of swirling clouds, powerful and foreboding, presaged by the scent of rain and electricity. In the distance, at the edge of an expansive meadow stand the aspen trees, their leaves rustling in the wind that carries the storm. Behind the aspens the cool dark of the pines and the thicker forest, the pines trees thin and spikey and tall in their ascent towards the heavens, making the horizon line jagged.
AlliTurna 1 points 7y ago
No exception. Whenever I go ahead and click those links, I always find full or summary of the content in comments. It makes me really sad. SAD.
claudettemonet [OP] 1 points 7y ago
Why? I just do it cause I figure not everyone likes navigating wordpress. I mean I don't really know, but I am guessing different websites are different to navigate. . So if people don't want to bother figuring out how wordpress works, they can at least get the shortened version. I guess I could copy paste the whole thing....? Idk. I would still probably link the blog anyway for sighted and partially sighted people, as every blog has one of my paintings as the feature image and they might want to check it out.
AlliTurna 1 points 7y ago
Oh nah, what you did makes life easier. But whenever I feel like being lazy and just start reading comments without reading the article, its summary is never in the comments section. Ever. Murphy never stops working, apparently.
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