Painting for a Blind Audience

Sight is not consummated in the eye. Sight is fulfilled by inner reckoning. A work of art is realized when the sight of it satisfies an undefined need. When living has depleted us of hope and deadened our senses, art can transfuse a stream of revelations that revive an atrophied awareness.

For decades art has been its own antithesis. It eschewed its raison d’etre. A desert lies where once there was a luxuriant garden. We have a fine palate for ground glass.

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