Inserito - 07/02/2004 : 17:48:44
Due parole su l'autore e la raccolta. Paula ed io siamo amiche dal primo giorno che sono arrivata in inghilterra, l'ho pregata e pregata di registrarsi su concerto ma lei il PC proprio non lo puo' vedere (in senso figurato e non) cosi le ho chiesto il permesso di riprodurre qui su concerto questi suoi pezzi gia' pubblicati in una raccolta chiamata Shelf Life, Data di Scadenza una raccolta di immagini e parole a mio avviso splendida scritta e curata da artisti disabili. Alcune delle immagini sono disponibili su ndaf.org/shelflife/press/images.html altri testi si possono leggere su http://ndaf.org/shelflife/press/pages.htmlGrandma looks so calm Laid out like a peaceful sardine in a tin Mam and dad came too and others looked in Seven years old and alone I kissed her cool cheek She's obviously at rest in this sunny day No-one needed to speak My cousins and I went back to the graveside And said a bead or ten We're not sad we know she's gone home We left, stayed together and played then. Paula Greenwell tratto da "Shelf Life" Pubblicato da National Disability Arts Forum e edito da Kaite O'Reilly
*****When I was diagnosed twenty five years ago, it was said" poor Paula, she loves to dance". And so I did, but why did I immediately lose my ability to dance? It took twelve years before I used a wheelchair, but assumptions were made. I could list numerous experiences and accomplishements, but why should I justify myself? I have been viewed as someone in terminal loss. So what should I do? Wait for my death only looking at my watch or calendar? Yes I was a good disco dancer, but twenty five years on I'm not bemoaning loss of that skill. There are plenty of people who can't dance. Me, I've been there, done that, got the T-shirt. What annoys me is that I'm not allowed to get on with my life, and treated as though I'm a breed apart. I won't be the last person to get a chronic progressive illness. I'm not a tragic individual. I'm trying to ensure that in future, does not stick us in loss and limit our choices. The progression of humanity should not be limited to a fear of dying. What limits us all is the fear of living. There never has been security. Life is transient. How stimulating is a journey on a conveyor belt to a predictable end? [...] Convention and the search for security does not widen our perceptions and stir our senses. Longevity is unimportant. The contribution one makes to life is. If I die next week or twenty years on is irrelevant. I will have contributed toward changes. Paula Greenwell tratto da "Shelf Life" Pubblicato da National Disability Arts Forum e edito da Kaite O'Reilly antonella Edited by - mircalla on 07/02/2004 17:51:39 Edited by - mircalla on 07/02/2004 18:41:45
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