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Artist and wordsmith, whose work engages with issues of access, from acknowledged physical needs to perceived symbolic exclusions. After being selected as one of DAO's New Voices in 2011, Gini's online presence has become an integral part of her arts practice

Intervention

8 November 2011

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 My computer died, hence the long pause in online accessibility. And I’ve been recovering from an accident and all that stress has resulted in a personal “crash”. Re-booting has been hard and slow I’ve been working with scrambled eggs; luckily they are reverting back to “little grey cells” because I was beginning to get a little scared. I’m getting to grips with different technology but totally, temporarily, cut off from the digital projects I...

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Revealing the view from here...

14 November 2011

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The View from Here is at Salisbury Arts Centre from 10 Nov to 23 Dec 2011   My intervention is going well. My approach is proactive and flexible which has allowed the project scope to expand. Very few of the visitors to the Arts Centre feel they have a journey which relates to the exhibition, but probably about 80% of them are happy to contribute their words and thoughts to this fast growing body of work. Striking! Noticed it at once. Had to bend down; its child height. Then I saw the...

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More from 'The View From Here'

16 November 2011

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The Words with letters created with sticks and stones

There are so many words; too many for here and I'd like to keep them together as a body of work, but here, more extracts: I felt so self-conscious in the wheelchair, but my eyes saw things differently. My brain unpacked the info with the prospect of a different agenda Artist and curator creator of paper sculptures, come to check out the space. The later photographer admires the lomographic moment. Don’t Think, Shoot. I’m cheating you see: vicarious creativity. I’m just too...

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The concept of art... "The View from Here' exhibition

21 November 2011

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words written vertically, with letters reversed

Extract from a Saturday "in Residence" conversation at Salisbury Arts Centre partly inspired by the relative invisibility of Aidan Moesby's artworks in The View from Here, plus People do Say: Does art that no-one sees have anything to be heard? Can it have the impact of a tree falling in the forest? Is it dead or alive in the box? If no-one sees it is it art? Where does the concept of art reside? When no-one can see does the artist exist? Without hats this might not exist.  ...

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The View From Here exhibition: too much honesty?

2 December 2011

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a knitted hat on a plaster head

Sitting in Residence at Salisbury Arts Centre, talking to loads of interesting people is fascinating. I wanted people to be honest with their personal responses and gut reactions, and have been frequently taken by surprise at just how much honesty I'm getting. I had this conversation with a young person as we were surrounded by Martin Bruch's Bruchlandungen: How I relate to this is really uncomfortable. Like, these are the important bits of your life, yeh? And these are the bits I throw away,...

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The View - The End

4 January 2012

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wood and white felt marionette

The View from Here finished on 23 December 2011 and I miss making Con.text - the title of my conversations and writings.   Just as Con.text took me by surprise, grabbed my attention and offered rich food for thought; I am all at once faced with the view of an abrupt ending. Like a Looking Glass, The View from Here pulled me into an alien space with strange perspectives from other minds. I travelled delight and confusion; well-worn and unfamiliar paths; I went no-where and yet travelled...

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Reality check?

8 January 2012

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stone carved dog

When my computer died I consoled myself with the hope that my work could be recovered from the old hard drive. My current project exists there, as well as all my previous writing and graphic workings. Over Christmas I discovered that this was not the relatively simple task I had imagined. The old hard drive is split over two discs and recovery depends on being able to access both simultaneously. The distress I have been holding at bay threatened to overwhelm the Christmas spirit, but somehow...

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Where to now?

23 January 2012

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wire outline for small figure

Without Con.text I hover uncertain of my direction. I feel like my bones have been picked clean and a howling gale whistles through me; it snatches everything and yet still leaves me here. Where to now? I'm working and wishing that my inspiration will take flight. I miss my muse, I miss my heart. Today there is nothing to say. Slow moving marks on a blank page say nothing yet, and nothing yet I have been playing in vain with big, bold charcoal and flirting with inconsequential words: yearning....

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Finding head space

30 January 2012

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Japanese flower shaped sweets - four of them on a black background.

Deconsecration: Maria Francesca Tassi and Francesca Lazzarini Curated by Sara Falanga Salisbury Arts Centre, 13/01/2012 to 25/02/2012   My image has been progressing  slowly, old pens do get scratchy so I have bought new ones and they glide smoothly over the paper, quickening the drawing that finds itself as we work together. Am I turning my back on digital expression? Am I sulking because the technology seemed beyond my control? Or just retreating into the comfort zone while I figure...

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Return to digital.

6 February 2012

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Skull of a small bird on a black background

It has been my aim to get Con.text online, not as a downloadable PDF (although that is good too), but as an instantly visible artwork and this week I have been happily distracted from my drawing by the chance to work on putting Con.text on DAO. Actually I do enjoy working with the computer, and taking a break between words, I do not resist Photoshop for long. My retreat from the digital doesn't last. I might dither, I might hide, actually I might be addicted; I do wish I could do more. With...

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The creative case for … visibility.

22 February 2012

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Empty blue wheelchair on a black background

I’m finding communication hard at the moment; a familiar phrase that I read recently has rattled around in my head until I googled it: I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me. This is Ralf Ellison writing about Negroness, but could just as well be me. Or could it? Because my own visibility is invariably surrounded by the negative visibility of my wheelchair I do often forget that when using it, I am invisible. We share my personal space and its easy to forget...

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More on visibility…

25 February 2012

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close up of an eye from a pen and ink portrait on paper

I've been thinking more about visibility since Wednesday when I watched a fantastic performance by StopGAP. In dance, the wheelchair attempts to shed its magical cloaking properties and without it a dancer’s personal space shrinks to that required by skin and bone.  Dancer Laura Jones set me thinking about my own special relationship with metal, rubber and memory foam. Never having worked with a wheelchair before, choreographer Thomas Noone took Laura's away. And enabled the...

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How do you feel about blogging?

7 March 2012

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Birdskull, edited and duplicated in Photoshop to form a pattern in blue shades

On days when I feel quite invisible, even to myself, I have, in the past, found something salvational in my archives; a confirmation, a reassurance of my existence as artist. Surrounded by the evidence of my work I then find inspiration and the need to say more and other. For a year now the blog has been adding to my archive; or has it? It doesn't feel like it works in quite the same way. I'm wondering how other creatives feel about their blogs... When I exhibit artworks, perform or...

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Re-imagining Wheelchairs

18 March 2012

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pen and ink drawing of a distressed bird

Last weekend I attended a performance related workshop; I had completed two application forms, one for me and one for the chair. Currently the chair, my chair, and I are in a difficult relationship because I never quite got over my month with the skinny-wheeled Japanese model. The workshop was fun, creative and quite demanding. I poked and prodded at personal boundaries as we explored ways of working autobiographically. During the process and all through this week I have been busy in my...

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For better or worse

11 April 2012

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Japanese trainline map inspired by the iconic London Underground map.

 I'm planning my next trip to Japan and I hope this time to be bringing back my very own skinny-wheeled chair. Will it actually make a difference to my life? Being in Japan opened my eyes to the realisation that I have accepted too many restrictions without questions; shouldered the burden of inequality as if I deserved it and run out of energy to care. When I acquired my first manual wheelchair, I was overwhelmed with emotion. The gift of mobility was magical and although it took months...

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Waiting

22 April 2012

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Three little red and white flags

The Dawn Chorus seeps into my consciousness with liquid joy. Night brought sleep, so I open my eyes with a question. These days play out on a yo-yo string, some are stretched out towards the promise of wholeness; some like this one are curled in on the pain. And waiting an unfocused kind of waiting, between moments that I try not to fritter away. Yesterday comes like that when I wedge myself against the garden wall and paint a long view. And later I watch the birthday flags waving from...

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Tryptychos, Are You

28 April 2012

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This is a photograph of the box, it is open with the lid closest the camera and the words Are You which cannot been seen under the lid, have been added in the bottom right corner.

Mute, but still complaining, the Triptychos waits. On the down, I created it for Shape Open, but circumstances disabled it. It went no-where. I hate waste, so skipping the selection process, I exhibit it here. It consists of three boxes. Are You? Box 1 is oblong, 21x6x4cms, with a domed corrugated lid, it was made in Japan and is predominantly black and white. Inside it contains three flat, round objects; two are sacred Shinto symbols, each repeated three times, but folded to appear single. The...

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Triptychos, Schrodinger's Cat

29 April 2012

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This is the black box with the lid removed so that you can see both the wording at the bottom of the box and the words inside the lid.

Schrodinger's Cat. Box 2 of Triptychos, is black and 15 cms deep. It has six sides, each 7.5 cms. The outside has a texture like fine grosgrain which gives it a silk-like finish. The lid has a 3 cm lip and both box and lid are a smooth black inside. When you remove the lid to peer into the darkness you will see the words read read read read read read read read & read in sky-blue printed around the edges of the floor of the box. There is also a black square in the centre of the floor of the...

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Triptychos, Crow, dammit, Crow

30 April 2012

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The box in this blog is open, the colourful peacocks are on view, so the text in a heart shaped frame has been added in the bottom right hand corner.

Crow, dammit, Crow. Box 3 and the final part of Triptychos  is heart-shaped and Schiaparelli pink, except for the outside of the lid. The box, 21 cms across and 4 cms deep, has a teal coloured lid decorated with colourful peacocks adorned with hearts instead of eyes. When you open the box you will find, not a love letter, but a Christmas card. Mary and Joseph hold each other anxiously as the baby in the wheelchair peers up at them. The angel is of course, adoring; the sheep proprietorial...

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My very own one-woman Shape Open Fringe.

4 May 2012

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pale, fine lines curling, floating on a turquoise background

I once heard Anish Kapoor say something along the lines of "my art works because I have nothing to say" which struck me as very odd. Triptychos Boxed is a glance at the aspirations of faith and mythology from a wheelborne perspective. A collection of previously loved small boxes containing references to aspects of faith, they also focus on the 'get up and go' that, chairborne, I both long for and reject as irrelevant. This is my first conscious attempt to make work that 'has nothing...

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Tokyo. One day

17 May 2012

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Long thin roots, in mullti-colour dark shades reaching down into a grey-green space.

I'm back. Tokyo called and here I am. Sumida, rocking and rolling, reflects my excitement. This time the cherry blossom is over and Tokyo is greening -  punctuated by bright splashes of pink azalea; while Sumida, the river, is followed by a ribbon garden borrowed from an English country cottage. Sky Tree stretches high into warm city air, awaiting it's grand opening on the 22nd May; it is visible for miles and miles, looking down on the 53 floors of the Mori Building  and the red...

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Settling in

19 May 2012

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The ribbon garden with cornflowers, poppies and gypsophila.

Smooth as a financial manager, Sumida reflects my sunshine hopes back at me in a glassy smile. Tokyo, gateway to Utopia, or the crutch to support my fantasies? Is the promise of independence sweeter than the realisation? Is the realisation realistic, or merely my wheelborne take on the impossible dream? Humanity seems to possess a built-in hunger for the impossible dream, and living in an age where the dream becomes increasingly universal, and increasingly focused on bodily perfection, I am...

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Roaming

20 May 2012

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The manual wheelchair covered in crystal sparkle. It has a bright red cushion and sits on a black and white tiled floor.

Today I spent roaming in the sunshine, getting my bearings. I rolled alongside Sumida and headed for Ginza. There are more cyclists weaving along the pavements, more mobil-phonists standing in awkward places and I do believe more wheelchairs in evidence. I have discovered that Japanese department stores regularly host art exhibitions, and just past Ginza I did indeed see evidence of a Japanese artist, possibly inflenced by Klimt and Picasso, exhibiting on the sixth floor; what a great idea. The...

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Creative Asia

22 May 2012

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Close-up view of one of the Tian Tian figures, this one decorated in black and white images and text. There is a small aeroplane drawn one its face and crystal bling on one trouser-leg

Ok. I've been here 6 days, this is blog number 5, they all sat frustrated, unposted, on my iPad while I attempted to master the technology using unfamiliar tools. How do I monitor the size of my images? Resize? Crop? How do I convert .png to .jpg? I guess I will have figured it when I post this, but the Greenroom blog will be out of sync with my tweet... I may use wheels to augment my body; I may long for a cybersuit, or an avatar, so that I can run and climb and swish a skirt, I enjoy using...

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Two legs ok. Four wheels cyber?

21 May 2012

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Viewed from behind, Henry Moore's bronze of a seated woman looks into Brick Square, where shoppers find a small haven of green peace.

I subscribe to the theory that Utopia always appears to be getting closer. And with the perfect place, the perfect society, comes the perfect life-form - the cyborg. And wheelborne people could be closer than most. The chairborne aquanaut leads the field, being more than just a metaphor for her chosen life-form, closer to whales, dolphins and sharks than any mere human in dive-gear. I came to Tokyo hoping to pursue my hunt for Disability Arts, but instead find myself on an apparent detour. I...

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