I have been wearing glasses since I was a kid, so glasses have been a part of my body for so long now and I rely entirely on my glasses to get me through everyday life, losing or misplacing them is basically a very bad thing. Yes, I would not be able to write or read this post without my glasses on. I never liked glasses but it’s still much better than not being able to see at all.
I sometimes have to deal with two different worlds: the one with my glasses off and the one with my glasses on. A fuzzy one without glasses, and a crystal clear one with glasses. People tell me I look better without my glasses, and with glasses I am somebody else. Some people just seriously won’t recognise me. I don’t mind the way that I look without glasses but I love my glasses. I’ve never been embarrassed to wear them. So, my glasses are pretty much a part of my face. I live with it, and move on!
I couldn’t even tell you how many times I’ve had someone take my glasses and say “How many fingers am I holding up?! In a practical world, without my glasses, everything is a blur. Walking outside without glasses is not advisable and not fun because I won’t be able to read anything. I won’t be able to recognise people walking in front of me across the street.
Today while browsing the net I came across these paintings of a South African artist Philip Barlow. Philip Barlow’s blurry renditions of a crowded city really resonate with me. Blurry, hazy, but definitely a familiar sight. Identically this how the world looks to me without my glasses.
Anyone could easily mistake these intriguing images as blurred photographs of city life on a summer’s day. They are in fact beautiful oil paintings, which form part of a series entitled The City by South African artist Philip Barlow.