I saw this thread right before having to bound off to class, and I've been pondering it all evening. Class was less than enthralling.
I've never been able to make sense of the human fascination with eyes. They really shouldn't be anything spectacular or out of the ordinary. After all, everyone has them, but people, at least songwriters, have been fixating on them at least as far back as I can trace the art song, and very likely further. But why? I suppose if the world is, as described by Georges in Sunday in the Park with George, only color and light, then our means of perceiving color and light would be our most important feature. But is it the eyes themselves, or is it the musculature around the eyes that adds expression to them?
(Sorry for being so technical, but I'm in full scholar mode.)
My most memorable experience with eye contact onstage happened during a production of Tosca I did a few years ago. I had known the actor playing Scarpia for several years, and he was one of the nicest men you could ever want to meet, not at all the type to strike fear into the hearts of the unsusupecting. But when I made eye contact with him as he walked onstage, I remember being literally terrified. He had a terrible amount of power radiating from him, and in those instants when you made eye contact it was all focused on you. Ach! I now know why the word frisson was coined.
And now, to round off my unwieldy post, my personal eye preference:
Blue or green and lashy! Don't ask why. I have no answer.
"Wilkins, after all these years, are you trying to be funny?"