The Final

“Sense of Other”

The experience of “sense of other” is like a club you don’t know exists until you’re in it. An experience I have had a hard time grappling for the past year. On the night of June 24th, 2021, my life changed forever when I had my first tonic clonic seizure at work. I was rushed to the emergency room in an ambulance and a few weeks later received a phone call from my neurologist diagnosing me with two different seizure disorders. Before that night, before June 24th, 2021, I was a different person. I had lived 21 years on Earth believing I was able bodied, able minded, above average successful in sports, academics, work. I could have been the poster girl for an ad about “The Amazing Successful Life of A College Girl Who Does it All”. Now, I am a single 22 year old college student living with an invisible disability learning how to take care of myself while completing my Senior year of undergrad, and better off. I am so much better off now than I was a year ago. 

My Disembodied Series is a series of variations in installing and documenting my original Disembodied sculpture. In these different versions of Disembodied, I see different versions of myself. Disembodied was the last artwork I made as my past self, before June 24th, 2021. This series is a form of art therapy exploring the idea of the multiplicities of self - of myself - attempts at altering the original version of myself into a more representative version of who I am a year later.