I'm an art historian, I live on the Wirral and I like to make art. I also have a degenerative eye condition that recently caused me to become registered as 'sight impaired'- (admittedly not the best line to begin a light-hearted blog with, but stick with me, it gets funnier).

​The essays on this site are about gradual sight loss from my hazy perspective - what it is, how it happened, learning to live with it, continuing to make art ('cos you need a decent set of eyes to do that, don't you?) etc, etc. And by the way, I'm talking about the kind of sight loss that effects every aspect of your life, including your ability to walk unscathed through a field full of cacti (what do you mean, that would never happen?) Also, it might be useful for anyone who’s going through a similar thing or for anyone who needs a laugh at someone else's expense (I'm kidding). It's not inspirational nor is it a self-help guide, because I don't have any idea how to do any of that. These are simply the observations of a middle-aged woman who sees life (particularly the bad stuff) as a never-ending source of comedy gold. And, as I said, take a read and don’t panic, a lot of it is actually quite hilarious. 

PS: If you have no idea what an art historian is (and let's be honest, not many people do), then check out my 'professional' blog here: www.simeonsolomon.com