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For a disabled artists’ view of disability and deaf arts culture

This section of DAO provides disabled artists and writers with a space to give our readers an inside view of their art practice, share thoughts and receive comments and feedback.

These blogs provide an informative and entertaining insight into how disability and impairment are experienced from a disability perspective.

The opinions expressed in these pages are not necessarily those of DAO.

 

Piss, Productivity and Phillip Hammond

At the end of 2017 I had one of the worst few weeks I can remember in terms of impairment pain, discomfort, immobility and general health problems. A routine medical appointment resulted in three admissions to A&E for suspected urinary retention, emergency catheterisation and severe bladder pain. I don’t usually write much about my impairment mainly ...

A Journey With My Self: Moving in South London

The fatigue I had first noticed when I was away became more obvious once we had moved to Harborough Road. I could neither stand nor walk for long, even using a stick. The physio told me to contact the wheelchair service. As with all gleaming new toys, the wheelchair, when it arrived, invited me to ...

One Thursday Morning with Crohn’s

Foul vomitus Erupts from my stomach Purges from my esophagus Burning my throat Retching in the bowl Breathe. Is it over? Never even begun Heaving. Heavy breathing When does my yoga breath activate? Hyper emesis Again, again, again Minutes. Hours Gagging on the nausea Regurgitating the pain Over and over Unyielding disgorgement Blood vessels explode My hands are tingling Legs going numb Help. I need help Call. they come Same questions repeated Get up! she says I can't ...

The Paranoid Painter

Perhaps I am paranoid or just very worried? When I say ‘paranoid’ I don’t mean I have a medical diagnosis and I’m not belittling or disparaging people with genuine paranoia, it’s just that I am worried and it may be for no reason and usefully, the word begins with ‘para’ and fits my theme. You see, ...

Sensing Helen: Dorset History Centre: Training and Initial Research…

My second blog post comes slightly later than I would have liked; so much has happened in the last few months, it has taken a while to process! The Sensing Helen project is now well underway. We’ve finished our Research, which took us out of Dorset and on a road-trip to Bristol and have started to ...

The Dragon

The cycle begins. Hour one. The first flutter of nausea starts to grow, stretching its angry wings within. Something will soon be very wrong as the body prepares to void. An application of heat to a tender set of intestines, lends hope that the wave of retching will be absolved. The trash can a holy ...

The Light Choir: Reframing Rest as a Creative Act

If you read my last blog “Dreams of Resting Spaces and a Resting Network”, you’ll know I have an invisible impairment (chronic pain) and that I need to lie down (a lot). I spent 8 years trying to cure myself, lost in a terrain I didn’t know how to navigate. When it slowly dawned on me ...

Declaration 2; Distinction – What We Each Bring To The Table

Another from the local conservation projects i'm supporting. There is a tree on a green on a square in front of an art deco town hall occupied by artists and community businesses and its all up for redevelopment. The tree was planted by the Amnesty Group celebrating fifty years of the declaration of human rights. ...

A Journey With My Self: Jogging yourself out of it

Those days I spent most of my time voluntarily editing a left wing magazine, and proof reading and copy editing for various publishers to provide some kind of income. (It was the early 1980s, Ken Livingstone was running the Greater London Council, and like many of my friends, I felt there must be room for ...

A Journey With My Self: Telling my friends

Mike, one of my South London left-wing friends, invited me round for dinner at his Clapham residence. A few of our other political pals were round there too. Mike and his wife Sheila liked to do things properly. The food and wine were sumptuous, Sheila gave us a few bars on their new grand piano, and ...