My work do has to with being and feeling balanced and unbalanced; a lack of control while at the same time having control. This is a game I’ve been playing with myself for as long as I can remember, the reality of living with a disability. The game goes like this: through the stares and hushed comments, society tells me I have many imperfections. I try to cover up my imperfections as best I can so that no one notices them. I attempt to cover up my awkward walk, my struggle to speak clearly, my spasms, the basic lack of control I have over my body. Why do I do this? I do it for the same reasons we all do, the desire to fit in and be accepted.
My work asks the question: Who am I? And is society defining who I am or am I defining who I am? As we grow, we are constantly redefining or repainting our sense of self. We feel the need to know how we fit into this life and how others view us. At some point in time, the question “does anyone care if we are here or not?” comes upon us. At this point we could do one of two things; confront the world and try to find our place in it, or create our own little place and space in this time and live to make a mark on our own little world. My work tries to convey how I confront these questions and navigate my way through my space and time.