A blind man can make art if what is in his mind can be passed to another mind in some tangible form.
“I listened a little to punk when I was younger, but it was straight edge punk. It was nothing like what is going on now, like poppy punk.”
“This was in June, 1866. Frank wrote for me to come to him at once, and although my own wound was still very bad, I started immediately and stayed with him at the house of Mr. Alexander Severe, in Nelson county, until he recovered, which was in September.”