An obvious response, but I need to say it, "Very Powerful."
For me, there are 2 points of brilliance here, each dependent on the other. There are the choice of colors and the positioning of the band aids.
The blood on the light skin "pops" at us immediately. The black hair frames the face, blending into the background as an almost non-element. The average first reaction to this is bound to be startling as we think "<expletive> this person is bleeding from their eyes and mouth. Then the viewer is hit with a bit of subtle suggestion. The blood on the band aids and mouth is bluer. the "warm blood" (color) on "warm skin" forms one layer while the "cooler" blood holds our attention. It is here that we begin to focus on the bandages--the second point.
The bandages have been positioned in such a way as to form a substitute for the eyes that are (?) were (?) beneath. At this point we almost ignore the trails of blood as part of the skin, the mouth and "eyes" transfixing us in their sad serenity.
A beautiful photo. I myself am going blind (I probably have three or four more years of vision left in my right eye, about twelve in my left) and I really do feel this way sometimes. It is like there is nothing there, when I lose that I will lose myself and everything will simply fade away.
Reading your main page, one of the primal conceptual ideas is your fear of going blind. I think for the most part that is what artists fear the most. I used to have this conversation with an art teacher at university who surprisingly asked me if I had to choose between blindless and deafness what would I pick. My instinct of answer was obviously deafness. Even though that is scary on it`s own right, imagine losing the ability to receive all the music of the world..but yeah if I had to chose..yeah.
Your execution here is brave, placing yourself in the role model of the idea. I can`t tell if it was that uncomfortable or not - you do mention chocolate, that makes everything better right? - but you look like it so I guess you passed that test.
My fiance's father is blind, and he is the most amazing man I know... well... besides his son. He can play guitar, keyboard and just basically any instrument that he touches he can play. He works at a radio station as the electrical engineer there. He even once climbed a antennae thing that was like 100ft off the ground (I'm not lying) to fix the satellite on there. When we went on a road trip, he could tell the places we were coming too before we even passed the signs. His son and I ask him all the time if he's really blind or is he just trolling with us. He is the most inspirational human being to me, and I'm proud to be his daughter-in-law.
Oooh your blood tasted like chocolate? You're lucky, when I had to work with fake blood for a production of MacBeth mine was this nasty cherry/mint flavor. It was nasty, i tasted it once out of curiosity, and then could hardly stand having it on my hands for the rest of the run. /lame story