Blind man and girl 1904

Here's Picasso’s “Blind man and girl,” measuring 46 by 31 centimeters. The whole thing is like a ghostly, tender sketch. I can imagine Picasso, charcoal in hand, feeling his way around the page. The lines are so delicate, barely there, like he’s trying not to wake something up. The figures, a blind man and a girl, emerge from this hazy background, their bodies drawn with such simple, searching lines. I wonder, was he trying to capture not just what they looked like, but how they felt, standing there? It makes me think about the way we see—or don’t see—each other. How touch, gesture, the very air between us, can tell a story. It’s like Picasso is reminding us that painting isn’t just about showing something, but about feeling something too. It’s a quiet reminder of the power of art to connect us, to make us feel less alone in the world.