It is nice to see anyone in the worlds of art and entertainment taking a stand against the RISING FASCIST ELEMENTS OF OUR CULTURE, knowing full-well that in doing so they will anger some really bad people who crave power and control over others.
It is my sincerest wish to see not just the museum in the article, but others in leadership positions at not only art museums, but in film and TV studios, publishers of books and comic books and video game producers to do likewise and REFUSE TO BE BULLIED.
Calling all poets, writers, and artists!
Join me in celebrating the written word at the Poet’s Point. This is a new page I’m starting in efforts to form a community in which artists can share their work, get feedback, and inspire others. It’s a perfect place to overcome writer’s block, share your thoughts, test new content, gain an audience, and meet artist from around the world.
Spill some ink and discover art.
Let’s help each other make beautiful art:
- Link to a poem or piece of art you’d like to share. (Please link to a single post, not to your site)
- Please refer here if you are unsure on how to link back to kavarastories.com
- Pleasetake a moment to read another artist’s work and provide them with your thoughts – we are all here to share and get feedback!
- If you share your work on social media, feel…
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Owning my disability
“I wasn’t born blind, you know?” I once told an acquaintance of mine and shocked her speechless. The first thing she had wanted to know was which was harder, being born blind or becoming blind at an age when you had the world at your fingertips….
I just learned today that it is Invisible Disabilities Week. As someone who has spent her whole adult life with an invisible disability, I thought I would share this ‘short’ anecdote on what it is like to look strong and healthy but struggle with a pain and disability that is not obvious to the casual observer. I know I promised short, but this wasn’t planned and you know me, this could go on a bit, for which I apologise in advance – but there are some nice photos too (and yes, that is a packet of crisps in front of me!)
Many moons ago, in a county far, far away, I had a prolapsed disc that refused to heal. I was in my early twenties with a toddler son, had spent a couple of months in bed on the advice of my doctor but could not get moving. I did…
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If life were a game, ‘abilities’ would be the tokens we collect to advance ourselves. Abilities are the bronze coins, they are the pennies. We all have them stored away, but they are nothing like the gold coins we prize; they are commonplace.
Disabilities Are The Real Prizes.
They are rare, unique, and irreplicable. You may ask, how is a disability a good thing?Disabilities make me different. Exactly. That’s exactly it. Disabilities make you different. They let you stand out, they let you be seen. Don’t confuse this with exclusion or segregation.
Sure, people may be nervous to approach you because you are different, but that’s their problem. All you need to focus on is how to embrace your difference. How can you make this situation benefit you?
People Desire Connections
They want to find things you have in common with them so they can form a bond…
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These two pictures are from the recent photo walk in the walled city area of Jaipur – Photo Walk in Jaipur -“Eye-less” Street Photography
Captured near the famous Tarkeshwar Mahadev Mandir, Chaura Rasta.
“The only disability in life is bad attitude”
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