Black blackness all around: only having a stick in my hand, feeling around, hearing the sounds of Athens down town. Following a blind guide through the darkness. Feeling things with my stick, guessing what they are. Hearing the sounds of ducks quacking and water gently falling into a pond, like a waterfall. Then waiting for a train to arrive, trying to find a seat in the train.
Waiting for the beep to let me know that we are getting off the train; walking out of it feeling around again, bumping into a car, feeling doors trying to find the number 218. Getting closer, then I find 216. I know I’m close. I keep on walking, just waiting until I find 218. Suddenly I stumble onto a door with the number 218. I walk inside. I find it’s a bar.
I find my way to the counter and ask for some water. The bartenders were also blind. They said it costs 50c. I pulled out 50c from my pocket and I gave it to them. I wondered how they know what the money is. Then, I realized they can feel the number. It must be hard for blind people; they have to use all their other senses. They gave me the water and I sat down with my family and friends, drinking my water, listening to the guide about how he became blind at a very young age.
When we got out of the bar, it was the end of our 1 hour tour experiencing how it would feel to be blind. When we got out of the darkness the light hurt our eyes!>
Dialogue in the Dark is an international exhibition currently at the Badminton Theater