Visual Disturbance Quotes

Everything is just very, very blurry. I've never had proper vision.

Actually, I was rock climbing on this film at 7 in the morning. It was quite unique! But in any event, the colour of the leaves disturbed me so we had to work on that. On the other hand, I didn't want to drench it in a kind of depressing tone.

Colors pursue me like a constant worry. They even worry me in my sleep.

Noise does not disturb me, as I think that it gives a quaint atmosphere to a picture that fully matches my vision of nature and the wild species I like to photograph.

Double vision makes reading the prompter very tricky.

I never had migraines. Never had migraines.

The first five minutes in Gramacho is really overwhelming because all of your senses are being attacked. Visually, too, because your eyes move and see fragments of things you recognize, but not quite, so it's very artistic. Your eyes are moving, then there's the smell, and the noise is unbearable.

To watch a movie in 3D when it's not really planned in 3D is disturbing sometimes.

There was no way to focus on the movement of the cable. If I looked down at the cable there was water moving everywhere. And if I looked up there was heavy mist blowing in front of my face. So it was a very unique, a weird sensation.

Onshore wind turbines are visually a very considerable intrusion on any landscape.

My dyslexia means I can't read for long periods or the letters start moving around on the page, giving me headaches.

Acting with a green screen has been physically challenging. I look at the green screen and then I'll look somewhere else and everything looks red. It's a bizarre thing where green has an effect on my vision, but it's fun.

Patch: "It's hard to concentrate on answers with you looking like that.

Red notification bubbles on any icon, including mail, drive me crazy.

Sometimes if I'm tired, my left eye feels a little bit twitchy, but I don't get pain or slur my words.

The sterile, arid environment created by truly jarring and discordant signage and gargantuan billboards is a turnoff.

It is dull enough to confuse the eye in following, pronounced enough to constantly irritate and provoke study, and when you follow the lame uncertain curves for a little distance they suddenly commit suicide—plunge off at outrageous angles, destroy themselves in unheard of contradictions.

The lightning flashes through my skull; mine eyeballs ache and ache; my whole beaten brain seems as beheaded, and rolling on some stunning ground.

Ninety percent of a shirt that not only was bright purple and green but with a design on it that, if you moved too quickly, might cause a seizure in an unsuspecting onlooker.

By the time I got home at night, my eyes were so chlorinated I saw rings around every light.