The steps took time:

A.     Learning to work with an artist in me.

B.     Learning to work with people who live their lives with all forms of intellectual disabilities.

C.     Figuring out and developing a method that would allow maximum active inclusion and involvement of individuals with intellectual disabilities into the process of art making

D.    Learning to address community of co-workers, families, and other potential participants and audiences in language of art; convincing them that it is adequate and relevant to who we are and what we are dealing with. 

But what am I dealing with, and who am I? 

A, B, C, D.

A.     I am my own core that I want to always be as I work, as I live.

B.     I am contacting with the differences in others. 

C.     I am a vehicle of staying connected with others; a process that like a children play keeps me together with them foe a while.

D.    I am my idiosyncratic ways, that I keep finding, that work for me, that help me be productive, that are hard to swallow for the world that demands conformity, and that I desire for the world to swallow.

I didn’t mean my journal to be so structured, and I sure hope it won’t, as I keep keeping it.

I find A, B, C, and D very difficult. Each of them separately is a huge struggle, and they are hard to separate. I don’t get myself, I don’t get what I am doing, and I don’t get the people. The only thing I get is keep moving.