Letting Go of Art Shame

Ever since I can remember, I’ve loved art in some form. My favourite thing as a kid was having a fresh notebook or sketchbook with a pack of pens, pencils, or crayolas. In class, like most artsy kids, I was chided for doodling, but it was the only way for me to focus when a subject or teacher didn’t engage me. (I know now, thanks to Autism.) I dressed eccentrically, I was the owner of many Gellyrolls by Sakura, and whenever an adult could take me to Suncoast (RIP) or to the local comic book shop for manga or anime, I was thrilled.

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Our Next Chapter...

The overwhelming amount of issues plaguing the disability community have buried me alive. The most painful of them come from supposed allies, people who wave bright banners of social justice only to throw the disabled under the bus when it really counts. Fighting against this kind of injustice has made me a lot of enemies, and frankly, I can’t do it in the same capacity any longer.

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Wheelchair Vlog: San Francisco Japantown Mall

Dear Sparkly Friends,

No doubt most of you follow me on Instagram primarily now. The end of 2018 (and my lapse in posting) was marked by big, happy changes. I moved into a lovely condo! Shortly after my last entry, things got incredibly busy and didn’t entirely settle down. Currently, I am visiting  Northern California helping out my beautiful girlfriend. Life seems as if it’s shifting from surviving to thriving little by little.

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