When I was born, the doctors told my parents that I would never see well enough to walk.
So my life is tied up in this crazy vision – Nystagmus – I can’t see what I am looking at, only glimpses at high speeds endlessly. Also, as a result, my hearing is a great part of the vision as I make my way in the world.
Boyd Barnette, Study with Nystagmus, ca. 1988. Oil on canvas, 24 x 30 inches.
