Door to the Soul

Since youth, I've had a huge fear of blindness. If I see, read, hear about anything happening to someone's eye to damage it, I feel sick and faint. I've had people shout a warning at me if they forsee something happening or I became ill for the rest of the day. I've had so many films ruined for me because the villians decide to screw up the protagonist's eyes. I now sit there, with a 'blind' fear just hidden in the pit of my stomach any time I go see a film with the slightest bit of violence as I don't have the chance to escape easily to get some air without bothering people.
I put it down to a childhood experience which is still very clear in my mind. It's the only explanation (a little more explicable than my weird fear of gallions...I'm terrified of the Cutty Sark, one of the reasons I believe I couldn't face going to Greenwich University)

However, I also love eyes. I think they're the most expressive and beautiful part of the human facial features. I used to have so many crushes over the time due to developing a strong attraction to someone for their eyes even if they were ugly as sin.
The reason I'm saying all this is because of this picture I've put up. I'm not exactly sure why this picture promoted such a lengthy explanation, but it seemed right at the time.
I was extremely bored one day and had a desperate urge to draw something, but also had an intense artist block. But then I thought, screw it. What am I best at drawing. So I drew this eye. My parents worried about my brother and eye during our lives as we seemed to sketch eyes everywhere we had the chance, and whenever I go out to eat with friends and there are crayons, I start doodling to the comment 'and she's off' hehehe.
But yeah, I'm particularly proud of this eye. Never really got to finishing it as haven't had time and my Photoshop is bugged but hey. AT least I completed part of it.