The Light Feeds the Eyes

The eyes are joyous when they see beauty.
The eyes become healthy, and focused when they are happy.
The light feeds the eyes.
They commune with the outer landscape -
with the colors, with the textures, with lines and their graduations.

There have been painters who have departed from the ordinary joys of what they see, and through interpretation, they commit to canvas a distorted narration of color and line. And these artists have lost their eyesight because of the anomaly of brain and sight, and that they no longer love what they see, but rather seek to change it - confusing their own eyes thereby.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series