Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Friday, August 5
RED COMPLEXITY
One thing about having a kid with special needs is that you spend a lot of time driving to meetings at various beaurocratic offices, waiting in dingy waiting rooms, and signing sheaves of paper. Then what often happens is that they call you the next day and say, "Wait! We forgot one crucial piece of paper. Can't fax it. You must come back and sign it in person." So back you have to go.
And one nice thing about bringing your camera with you on such life-diminishing errands of tedium is that you can get something positive for yourself out of it. Like this. Saw the truck, grabbed for the camera and shot blind as the light changed.
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