There was an artist show at a large old barn in Newbury. It was very organized. They allowed only people wearing masks. They allowed only a certain number in the barn. There were outside lines waiting to get in. Anticipation is everything.
I was still using one crutch after my total right knee replacement, so I moved slowly and mindfully around the art work and artists. I stood away from the art and close to the artist. It was then that I realized that the only part of these people faces and my also, was our eyes. I started to make eye contact. Eye to Eye. How close is that, how personal is that. I talked softly and asked people where they were from, how they started their art and general questions.
But all the time our eyes communicated with each other. It was a very warm connection with strangers.
The eyes see so much, and eye to eye
is a personal experience.
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