Windows to Our Souls

Windows to Our Souls

Bloomsbury Festival in Partnership with Moorfields Eye Hospital

Exhibition Overview

As part of the Bloomsbury Festival’s 2021 programme, I was proud to be invited to take part in the powerful project “Windows to Our Souls”, in collaboration with Moorfields Eye Hospital — a name synonymous with sight, healing, and human stories.

This wasn’t just an exhibition. It was an emotional response to the question: What does it mean to see? For someone like me — a blind artist — that question holds weight, memory, and beauty. So I answered it in the only way I know how: with braille, colour, and truth.

“To See” – A Braille Poem

I created a brand-new work called “To See”, a poem expressed through reflective braille that shifts with light and movement. The dots catch the eye like stars in the night — a constellation of meaning hidden in plain sight.

This piece challenges the idea that sight is the only way to understand beauty. It invites everyone — blind, partially sighted or sighted — to read with their fingers, and to feel each line of the poem as a shared experience.

The poem reads not only in raised dots but in reflections of light — so even if you can’t read braille, you’re still pulled in. It makes you pause. It makes you wonder. And maybe, for a moment, it helps you see differently.

A Self-Portrait in Dots

Alongside the poem, I created a self-portrait in braille — not a picture of my face, but of my essence. I used the same dot system I’ve developed over the years, a language of my own making, where each braille cell holds a part of who I am.

In the photo above, I stand proudly between the works — dressed in my signature tactile art suit — because I am my own canvas. Art and identity cannot be separated. Every dot I create is a piece of my story.

Why This Matters

Moorfields is a place that treats vision. But in this exhibition, we looked beyond that — into what it means to truly see someone, or something. For me, “Windows to Our Souls” was not about what I’ve lost — but what I’ve gained through blindness. A deeper

Final Words

“Blindness didn’t take my vision,
it gave me another kind.”
— Clarke Reynolds

This project stands as a window into my soul — and, I hope, into yours.