When I was a kid my mum told me always look into people’s eyes when you talk to them because eyes are ‘the windows of the soul’. The most interesting eye contact I have experienced when I meet other people with heterochromia. Sometimes we look at each other and smile, both of us know why we are smiling. It feels like we have that connection without knowing each other, we both know that feeling when someone freaks out looking at your eyes, or someone adores them or just stairs at you because you are different. I’m happy to be different and being a part of this project made me to be proud of having heterochromia 🙂
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My left eye is blue and hazel. My right eye blue green. I recall when I was five my mom and I were at the local city art museum. As we were walking up the stairs a senior citizen woman was gong down the same stairs. Well at one point the woman ‘s face was right up close to me So much that we were only a couple inches from each other She looked directly at me yelled an extremely loud scream So much she hurt my eardrums. Didn’t occur to me ask why she screamed I strongly suspect it was because of my eyes. I do know I burst out in tears. I think it was one of the earliest times i realized my eyes were different. That I was different.
My eye hues are the result of Waardenburg syndrome tyep2. WS consists of unusual pigment including premature grey hair. I was born with patches of white in my hair Brows that grow together and hearing loss. Close to 80% of WS2 are born with a degree of deafness.
Wow… so sorry you had to experience that. I would love to photograph you 🙂