Fixing My Gaze: A Scientist's Journey Into Seeing in Three Dimensions
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A neuroscientist tells the remarkable story of how she rewired her own brain—and came to see the world anew The Barnes & Noble Review A neurologist friend of mine recently told me the following tale. A retired professor came to his office and said, "I think I have had a stroke." My friend asked what his grounds were for saying so, and the professor replied, "I have begun to see phantom figures repeatedly rising out of the floor to my left. Something must have happened in the occipital lobe of my brain on the right side." Sure enough, a scan revealed a small blood clot in the very region of the brain that processes left visual field information. The professor's phantoms vanished after a couple of weeks as the clot dissipated. It is interesting to speculate what, in an earlier age, such visions might have prompted: what cathedrals, what wars, what reports from beyond. But to a mind prepared and informed, the upwardly floating spirits immediately implied something much more sensible, not to say more interesting. A prepared and informed mind, plus a wealth of relevant experience, is what Susan Barry brings to thinking about the fascinating matter of vision. Her account turns on personal experience; she was cross-eyed as a child, and although she had corrective surgery it came too late for her to develop stereoscopic vision.
Note to the Reader ixForeword Oliver Sacks xi1 Stereoblind 12 Mixed-Up Beginnings 173 School Crossings 354 Knowing Where to Look 475 Fixing My Gaze 696 The Space Between 897 When Two Eyes See as One 1058 Nature and Nurture 1339 Vision and Revision 155Acknowledgments 167Glossary 171Resources 175Notes 179Index 237
