Acrylic Sight

P Paul Hartal
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"The surgery is a short and quite a painless procedure", the opthalmologist said. "We apply highly precise laser technology. You will be out of the clinic in less than an hour." The painter looked at the machine. It looked dreadfully intimidating. But he said nothing. "The device employs beams of high intensity", the surgeon said. "It works with amplified light by stimulated emission of radiation." The painter remained silent. Then the ophtalmologist began the cataract surgery. He was a skillful operator. The laser beam was sharper than knife and the doctor made with it four equal cuts around the cornea. Then with an ultrasonic probe he shattered the painter's eye lens, which through the years had been affected by progressive opacity. The surgeon removed the worn-out old lens and replaced it by a brand new acrylic lens. When the painter left the hospital he could hardly believe how the world suddenly became so bright. His vision now was unclouded and crystal clear. It did not take long and he took his palette and paint box and his brushes and everything else he needed and he went to the mountains. Here the artist set up his easel on the rocky shore of a blue lake. Now viewing the beautiful landscape through his new acrylic lens, he took a deep breath in the fresh, crisp morning air and emitted a deep sigh. Surrounded by the magnificent beauty of nature in all its glory, he watched for a while the emerald green forest and the well- defined edges of the white cumulus clouds and the flight of birds in the azure sky. And then he started to paint the alluring scenery in acrylic.

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