Today I’m going to paint in silence. No radio, TV, or Pandora, no sound at all. So much of my life now is me, alone in my head. Sometimes I can go a whole day without speaking with another living being (chats with the dog don’t count as he never responds.) Yes, I’m in touch with others: texts, emails, and don’t forget Facebook, as banal as it is, but none of that involves any sound. Combine those days with the days when I don’t see anyone…well, one can begin to feel invisible. How long before I disappear?
I don’t think it’s just me. People sit hunched over their hand-held devices and don’t make eye contact. Will children develop dowager’s humps before pubescence? As a species, will our mouths become less mobile since speaking may become redundant…and what will happen to our tongues?
Will painting in silence feel different? We’ll see.
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