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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.

 

Disconnect

Sitting among 20 odd old white folk Concessioned on a Monday To watch I Am Not Your Negro Suggests their civil rights struggle Became our entertainment Their martyrs our heroes As the celluloid image Recites the lines we know The songs we sing The police dance of brutality Moves choreographed with truncheons And I feel a disconnect As I think of Cameron And motherfucking May About to kick at ...

Signs: Numbers

90 people on the bus And only one of us Seems fair to me Lets take them on One by one by one by one 85 and counting This old lady Next to me She’ll limp She’s lame She’s 93 84 and counting Aye young fellah give up your seat you don’t need it to get up this street 83 and counting Hear young mother Fold up your chair That’s Doug Pauley Do take care And take ...

Michelle Baharier: making art from the human condition

Depression a name Given to your state of mind A name used to describe you to others A name for want of any other name A time of non-existence A frame without borders A newspaper Yet for me Art is the only Tool

A Certain Kind Of Light is on show at the Towner. Are we heading towards a black hole?

On a brilliantly sunny day in April it seemed somewhat ironic to be entering a darkened gallery space to explore A Certain Kind of Light. Although I was slightly resentful to be missing out on bathing in those precious rays, I was soon immersed in the current exhibition at The Towner Gallery and intrigued by ...

Words From A Photo

Words from a photo were inspired by the responses of Deborah Caulfield, Miriam Binder, Rohhss Chapman and Tony Connell who all responded to my facebook request to look at a photo I'd taken of a touchstone entry at the Photographers Gallery. This project hosts one regularly changing photo in a small room. There is a ...

Selling You Nothing on Ebay

Looking for a bargain? Looking for a gift that just keeps giving? I will stop at nothing to make sure your consumerism is satisfied. If you follow my blog, you know I have previously created art that doesn't exist. Go to http://disabilityartsonline.org.uk/dolly_sen_blog?filter_by_month_added=2011-11 or to http://www.disabilityartsonline.org.uk/dolly_sen_blog?item=1756 to see examples. I want to create an empire that does not exist. I want to ...

Transition, Reflection and Storytelling

It seems that I have been in a period of transition and reflection. My most recent exhibition Drawing Insight at Pallant House Gallery has finished. Being part of a collaborative project with it's fair share of ups and downs, has left me with many questions. What do I do and why? is one that keeps appearing and it's a ...

Dandifest 2017 opens in Norwich with a performance of Act One from ‘A Very Queer Nazi Faust’

Dandifest 2017 celebrates the 50th anniversary of homosexuality becoming partially legalised in the UK. We'll explore diversity, make a stand against violence and pledge solidarity with the bees. Our main hub is once again St Margaret's Church of Art on St Benedicts Street in the centre of Norwich. Between 24th April to 6th May 2017 you ...

Spoken Words

On Tuesday 11 April 2017, I performed on my own at City Voices event  at the Light House Media Centre in Wolverhampton. In the past I have had help and support via friends with reciting my poetry and stories as I didn't have enough confidence to read my work out because of  my cerebral palsy. However, ...

Review: This Girl Can Morris Dance

22nd March - 30th July 2017 Cecil Sharp House, 2 Regents Park Road, London, NW1 7AY Everything inside is changing. Ups and downs and spinning round. Take exhibitions. They never turned me on. Cold rooms, snooty people. Scoot around, spend a second or two with something you like and get out quick. They might have captured life ...