While attending university I had significant eye problems. It all stemmed from contact lenses. I won’t bore you with the details but 6 world class ophthalmologists could not figure it out. After 1 year of being blinded by the slightest bit of sunshine my eyes finally fixed themselves and I had normal corrected vision. In fact my vision actually gets better every year and I am one of the few who does not need reading glasses. During that year I was told I may have permanent losses and may require multiple corneal surgeries. My interest in photography quickly became sidelined. I rapidly began to realize that I might need to totally change my life. Besides not being able to see my family, take photos, surf and travel the world one day; how would I get around, dress myself, and even cook? How would I be a surgeon?
Once my vision started to correct I knew I had to give back. At UCSD I joined an organization that worked with children who had lost their sight. I was so encouraged at what they were capable of and how they had adapted so well to their disability. One day we took them water skiing and it was clear that they could “see” and feel the water better than I could.
There is not a day that goes by that I am not grateful for my sight. I am well aware that it is a gift that most of us take for granted. My vision allows me to pursue my two passions: surgery and photography. These photographs are designed to protect my vision of the world for eternity. I see details that I never could see before my injury. I hope that you can see and feel this in my art.