Wow. I wonder just how blind she is. Her eyes were moving and seeming to make eye contact and picking up details in the room like a sighted person. Maybe old patterns of eye movement as she went blind later in life.
Inspirational. Very articulate lady. And if she's happy painting, that's fantastic.
Point of irony: When I spent a summer in Oregon in my youth, I saw the sign on the road that her town was 15 miles away. I was in a very rural, small town area and never drove to her town of Sweet Home, Oregon. But it couldn't have been that different from the area I was in. I always thought the name was corny like a sampler over the mantle. "Home Sweet Home" and it stuck in my mind because grass roots, colorful names of places tend to. (before Lynyrd Skynyrd made Alabama's version common to our ear.) But it's a trip thinking I only saw Sweet Home in my mind's eye based on what I knew already. . . Not unlike her not being able to see her own paintings as she creates them. She's inferring images based on what she sees in her head.
You have to love people like this. What an amazing attitude. Thanks for the link.
"Not a bit is wasted and the best is yet to come. . ." -- remembered from a dream
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