Bathing Independence

In 2007 after being struck and crushed by a car, I gained a visible identity, “Disabled,” along with many of the social stigmas of life inside the blue box of a wheelchair symbol.  I have been playing with ways to shift the viewer’s expectations of a disabled identity. These photographic works are set in an everyday landscape where tasks are usually proscribed and predictable. Bathing Independence, above, examines my one aspect of my life with disability.  I find getting out of a bathtub can be source of both difficulty and humor.  The text borrows from a form I have faced on “Activities of Daily Living.”  There are only two answers to each category (Cat 1: Bathing).  It asks, “Independent…. yes / no?”  I ask a more complex question, “What can it be like to have no independent way out of a bathub?”  As I take an unconventional and awkward exit from the tub, I reclaim control, confirming that we can adapt to new circumstances through our creative potentials.

Daily Prep with Trauma Kit


For the above  image,
Daily Prep with Trauma Kit, I donned the clothes the paramedics cut off me the day I was hit, stitched back together.  Trying to get ready for the day, putting on my earrings and pinning my hair, is harder when bearing the accouterments of an ambulance trauma kit.  This highlights the futility of trying to ready oneself for a traumatic event, and its effect on the simplest of daily activities.