Stereotypes

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        Artist Kevin Briggs with friends.

Gallery Seven in Maynard, Ma.
Current exhibition. “Stereotypes” now through October 2nd.
Images acknowledge Race, Faith, Gender and Sexual Orientation.

FOR MORE INFORMATION : https://www.bostonglobe.com/arts/2015/09/16/exhibit/6qH0SfCDptRbikRppVCpaP/story.html

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Undercover Autistic: on disclosing autism in the (academic) workplace

This was beautifully written

The Third Glance

Autistic – the word that I first heard applied to me my freshman year of college – it was weighted full of disdain, and I feared it. I feared it, knowing but little of the disorder I’d never really encountered, but had heard some very awful things about.

Autistic – the word that I learned more and more about, as I devoured everything I could read on the subject, which was just so utterly fascinating to me.

Autistic – the word that I learned explained the why of how I interacted with the world. The word that explained nearly everything that made me different from the people I was surrounded by.

Autistic – the word that gave me freedom from my fear and belief that I was just a completely broken person who would never succeed.

Autistic – the word that gave me power over myself and my environment.

Autistic…

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Pondering Life and Portfolio Review

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Some of my work from review

Within the last few days I’ve had a portfolio review; which is required to graduate. After all of the preparations and mock reviews we did, I was asked one question in my review that I wasn’t prepared for…

“what’s the most important thing you have learned here at school.”

and everything that has happened within the last two years flashed before my eyes. I cried. I couldn’t even come up with an answer. I’m not sure they would’ve understood my honest answer anyway. The most important thing that I have learned within the last two years at photography school isn’t something the faculty would expect to hear.

As someone who didn’t have a father around often i wasn’t sure about what being a father meant and because my father wasn’t often present in my life i started to have resent toward him and basically any other man.  However, a father (fatherly figure) doesn’t always have to be biological and he doesn’t even have to have any children of his own either. You know its funny how that works, how someone can create a child and not want to be a part of their life and someone else with no children, someone who has only been around for a short time can mean so much and be that “fatherly figure” for you.

One of my teachers was that for me in some way. He always made sure that I was doing ok, especially because I had surgery halfway through the year, he helped me in any way he could whether it was just having someone to talk to or helping me execute an entire new project idea and countless other things; more things than probably even remember. He was there for me the whole time, no matter what. That’s important to me and if you would like to know…

the most important thing I’ve learned at school is…

What it means to be a father and what it means to be a man.