Once upon a time I was BLIND. I became blind due to brain injury by acute exposure to highly toxic fumes and vapors that filled my art studio. Someone’s idea of art entailed a neighboring installation of industrial chemicals . My brain and body were so toxed the MD’s said I’d never get better, ... Views: 2011
Originally Published March 2001 in Surface and Symbol
the Arts Journal of the Scarborough Arts Council, Toronto, Canada
volume 13 no.2
Preface by Karin Eaton, Executive Director, SAC
“All art starts as an idea; you don't have to be able to see it to appreciate it.” These were the words I ... Views: 1499
Survival. Are you a survivor? Survival’s crucial. It means we make it. We make it through something others don’t. There’s some kind of glory in being a survivor. We wear our survival like a badge of honor. We join with other survivors to celebrate our survival, to celebrate our making it and ... Views: 1639
A Miracle. One-in-a-Million. A Blessing. I’m one of those. When I got my sight back after five-plus years blind, there were those that thought I was somehow special. Blessed by God. A one-in-a-million miracle. There were others who thought I must have been faking the blindness all that time, ... Views: 1559
Everyone thinks once you’re blind, you’re blind. That’s it. A permanent condition. When I was blind, they told me it was forever. The doctors told me so. The Braille Institute told me so. They all said “Accept, adjust, and learn to live in the world as best you can.” I became blind due to ... Views: 2702