|Digital take on Escher.|
I've always seen life through my musical eyes. Yes, eyes, although I hear music in everything. I have synesthesia and perceive colors associated with the different musical keys. Conversely, I hear music when I see different colors. G is always grass green (grass and citrus tree leaves are in the key of G major) and A major is always sky blue (the summer sky in California is in the key of A major), for instance. It's not easy to understand, but it's even harder to describe.
I also see life around me as a writer. There are plots, characters, and words everywhere. The tiniest thing can turn on the writer in me so I keep a journal handy to scribble notes into. As a writer I also hear the rhythm of words as people speak. There is a pulse, an ebb and flow, a rise and fall in speech. Of course, this might also partly be my musical ear having fun with me.
Now that I've become interested in watercolors, I see subjects everywhere, things that might be fun to paint. I used to have this eye when I was a teenager and I made portraits in pastels. I'm seriously thinking of getting a set and trying my hand at that again. It's funny how my failing eyesight actually helps me in this regard. Because I see the world around me a bit more impressionistically, I don't really notice, or care, if I paint outside the lines a bit. In fact, I love when the color flares beyond the lines (so far, I'm doing line and wash watercolors).
All this is pretty exciting for me. I may need two pairs of glasses to see my world physically, but all of my other eyes seem to be working overtime. In a small and funny way, I'm regaining some of the wonder and excitement, and sense of discovery, I lost somewhere. Maybe it's second childhood. Well, as I always say, it's never too late to have a happy one!