1. Visualisation Ikhwan 9P

2. Introduction Sight is a very beautiful thing, it gives us the power to see; to visualize; to perceive the world as it is. If a camera is a photographer’s weapon to use on the world, sight is his map. And to have our sight taken away from us can be a very cruel thing. And while such a thing has never happened to me, I have lost my tool to see before; my glasses. The theme of this photo essay is the feeling; the effect when a event like that happens. I captured these photos in the more shadier areas of my house to better highlight the topic. Due to this, Shadows are present within all the pictures, hopefully this does not make it harder to see. If it does, well sight does, ironically enough, happen to be the topic.

3. Eyes Wide Shut. I could not see, when shut, I saw nothing but darkness, but when open, the world was blurred. The first image I took, it more or less, reflects upon the feeling of hesitance (to open up my eyes) that I felt after losing my glasses, for I feared that I would weaken my eyes even more (and thus make my sight even blurrier.

4. Eyes Without Sight. Blurry Distortion everywhere, the clearness that I was used to was gone, without my glasses, it seemed as if the world had changed. My sight was now extremely blurry, and I found it hard to focus on something without the consequence of a headache. This lead my eyes to slowly tire themselves throughout the day.

5. Pause. Unable to see properly, I could not do much but close my eyes, breathe in, and go along with my day, watching the world as it passed by, a mix of distorted colours. The blurriness became taxing on my eyes however, and I was forced to either blink rapidly or just close my eyes and rest them for a while.

6. The Lens. The tool I use to see the world. I rely on it heavily; to the point of almost complete dependency. A day had passed, a day where I went hours just walking around half-blind, unable to process most of the sights around me, as if my connection to my ability to see; to visualize was severed. And when I recovered my glasses again, I could not help but feel grateful, as well as ashamed, as I had never realized before this, how it would feel to not be able to see the world around me.

7. Eyes with Colour. I could see, I could perceive, I could view the world as it was, and it was beautiful. I represented the difference from the other pictures, by the variation in colour While the others featured colours like Blue and White dominantly, this image has Orange, Pink, Red, warm colours to demonstrate the sudden intake of clarity (of vision) that I had, as well as the warm feeling I received as I finally put on my glasses again.

8. Closing Story A bit unusual I'm sure, but I find the meaning of this personal to me (as a person who relies on glasses). Recently I had lost my pair, and I had to go an entire day almost-blind. I felt lost that day, as if I had misplaced my connection to the world visually. (This is shown in the second image, of the near-blind eye, hesitantly opening.) And when I finally managed to find my glasses the next day, it was as if that essential connection was reestablished. I could finally open my eyes fully and look in awe at what around me, seeing the world for what it was, instead of distorted blurs. Glasses, in a way, are like cameras. That might sound foolish and stupid, but they allow us to see things clearly, for those who can't do that naturally. They give us a window, a lens to look into the world.