[dr . bang]

I would kill my self because there's no point of living without a sight. Everything i do for fun or to work require sight, loosing it would be horrible. So again, what would you do without it?

[Jabberwocky]

There's a guy not far from my home town who lost his sight and both his arms at the elbow... well anyways the doctors cute what was left of his arms into two pintcher like things and he does pots on the potters' wheel. He uses his mouth instead of his eyes and fingers to determine thickness and texture.

Really weird how we learn to survive around it.

[Chris]

i don't know...it is a dreadful thought

i wouldn't kill myself, but i would volunteer for any surgery that would benifit to get my eyesight back...

[aquamire]

I definately wouldn't be happy about it, as everyday I notice something new in my constant observation of light shadow and form, however its not the end of the world. Sight doesnt have to limit you from creative experience, as Jabberwocky pointed out.

Infact, there's been a lot of sculpturs who were completely blind, and didn't just make pots. I've seen full bodied figures that accurately portrayed human anatomy, done by blind artists. Many might have a greater grasp on form than you or I do, because they spend more time feeling the objects.

As a side note, feeling objects and knowing their bulk are an important asset to drawing with a pencil. When you draw from life, never simply follow the contours of the object or person. Feel the object or person. It doesnt have to be literal, but often times even that will help a great deal.

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[hydrid]

Being deaf or blind would be devastating to anyone who had tasted even the slightest delicacy that life offers through the senses. The sound of the seashore, a section of Symphonie Fantastique, the gentle cries of a baby, the sound of someone's soft breath near your ear... I could list hundreds of sounds that make life rich. If I were to go deaf after having experienced so many sounds, I'd feel as if a part of life had separated itself from me.

Same with sight. Except, as with many people here, it'd be so much worse. No moments in which the immense beauty of unadulterated nature penetrates one's soul through wide eyes, no extraordinary feeling when passing through rooms with exquisite art (even if they are replicas ), no knotted throat when beholding Hercules and Anteas or the feeling of serenity envoked by the cleristory filtered sunlight softly touching the cold stone of Notre Dame de Paris or even the disgust at pigeon poop on your car just after paying for a wash and a wax. Or the feeling of driving with the windows down. The feeling of driving.

Damn this made me depressed now. I hope this never happens to anyone here *knock on wood*.

[PandaX52]

You'd have to adapt, or you could choose to wallow in it. Depends on the type of person I s'pose.

[feebsaint]

Easy. I'd paint, draw, sculpt, and make a killing. "get a print of the works from the blind Mike May."

Not like I'd just toss the brush around, and hope for the best... I'd ask someone what colors were which, and try to remember where I was on the canvas, and where the canvas was in the first place... you can get some goofy art that way, that can look pretty cool.

One of my favorite things is to 'draw blind.' It started with me going into a friend's office, and while looking at him (I was looking in the opposite direction of the whiteboard on the wall), I'd attempt to draw a face, a scene, etc... it always turns out hilarious. Try it sometime... you're audience will laugh the whole way through, and you'll laugh when you see what you've done. Make sure to keep looking at the dude watching you, though... makes it funnier than hell.

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[gLitterbug]

If you had asked me that some time ago I would have said, I wouldn�t want to live anymore. Now I think I wouldn�t be happy about and life would be much more difficult, but it would definitely worth living.
There are that much beautiful things in life like music, feeling things,...
I think I would try to become a story-writer, or something like that. I surely would need somebody with eyesight to help me in much things but I think my imagination and creativity is one of my most valuable goods and I won�t lose that.

At least I think so, but you surely can�t say that exactly if you aren�t in the situation of it.

[MrPumpernickel]

I would find the highest building I could find and jump...without eyes that can be a hard task in itself :)

[Vgta]

I think that most of us being the visual animals that we are would be depressed for quite awhile, but with the support of others we would overcome the lack of vision.
I do think that I would take up music instead, and try to help others that are going through a similar situation.

[schabe]

i would become a famous piano player or composer and earn lots of money.

[Impaler]

I'd learn braille if i were to lose my sight.

[Lunatique]

Music or writing.

[J Bradford]

Kill yourself? Hmm, well there are plenty of things you can still do without sight. Sound is still a very powerfull sense. For me I would deticate myself to literature or music. Or, you can try to be like this woman.

[Mindsiphon]

Hmm. Seeing that I am halfway blind (Lost my eye when at 10 years old when I was hit with a clothespin) I've given this much thought.

I've said I would kill myself but realistically I would be severely bummed out
but I would eventually adapt.

I'd probably be involved in music or sculpture.

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[Pat]

If I lost my sight I'd become an abstract painter instead of a realistic one.

-Pat

[social drone]

1.sex with ugly women.
2.learn to navigate using sonar
3.buy a walking cane that doubles as a sword

[Briareos]

I too have dreaded this. But if I ever go blind I will always have the art that I have seen in my head to look at!

I would take up drums if I ever lost my sight. I always have wanted to play drums. I could enjoy life without sight, because I wouldn't let myself wallow in self pity.