Silence and looking are related.
I like to look.
I like quietness and looking.
How does one really see though? Of course, there is the regular mental clutter that stops one from really being able to see. But I am not talking of that, I think. I mean, how does one know when one can open one’s eyes to that which is worth seeing? I think silence comes from not-judging. There is immense power in silence. There is immense power in seeing. Maybe it is this power that blinds me.
These images are from an afternoon of looking in Pune, at a theatre space.
