Art is a way to express feelings. While drawing I am happy, often angry, sometimes endlessly sad or even destroyed. Sometimes I feel all of these emotions all at the same time.

My paintings are an entrance. I want the viewer to become a part of the world of a person whose life is influenced by autism.

That brings me straight to a word "autism." If you look at my pictures, then you may make assumption that I am autistic myself. In fact, it is my son who has this particularity. When he was only a few months old, I realized from his rhythmic movements and twitching that something was different about him. I told my husband about it and we watched him for a while. The symptoms were worse on some days and better on others. Over time, however, unbridled tantrums, screaming attacks, and self-injuring behaviors overwhelmed us. Sometimes our son hit his head so hard against the floors and walls that he was green and blue. At night he had screaming attacks and roared so loudly that our neighbors complained to us and knocked against the walls.

At first I was angry and sad, because I knew there was no cure.  I was desperate and completely at the end of my rope. Then I took notes and began to paint and sculpt together with my son. We changed our life in small steps and art as well as reading became an important part of this change. My husband and I practiced accepting him as he is, with all his edges.  Our painting together spurred me to cope with all my emotions. My son can not bear it when I cry, scream or laugh loudly. So art is the best way to explore all the feelings I have.

My husband and I practiced accepting our son as he is, with all his edges.

An "autist" does not differ externally from a "normal" person. He stands out only because of his behavior. In the past, I was easily annoyed by the looks of other parents, when they observed my son's symptomatic behavior. Today I am more relaxed. This is exactly what I try to show in my pictures. I don't shy away from showing the pain and the anger that I sometimes feel when my child is violently spinning and can not be calmed down. I practice with him every day and we do rituals that give him security. Sometimes I struggle to cope with this pressure. My paintings help me. I publish my works on the internet to reach people all over the world who may be affected by similar issues or in a similar situation. My paintings are also for those who have never before had experience with an autistic person. I'm convinced that you will find yourself in my art.

Medical research learns more about autism every day. Therapies are an important step, but above all I've found that the cohesion of the family is what helps the most. Without my husband, I might have failed in the experience of raising a child with autism. Without my painting, I would have died emotionally.

I think it's important to find a balance. Many parents of autistic children forget about themselves and spend all their time worrying about their children. For them I hope that, despite all the challenges, they can remember to take care of themselves too. Most of all, I hope that others remember that they are not alone.

You can contact or follow Desi's work at @eerised_art.

My name is Jane and I was born in Chicago. Soon after my birth, doctors realized I had cerebral palsy.  My CP resulted in physical and cognitive deficits. I have right arm weakness which prohibits me from doing two-handed tasks. My attention deficits, slower processing speed, and problem-solving skills affect my academic and vocational performance if accommodations are not granted. 

For these reasons, the Americans With Disabilities Act (ADA) has played a crucial role in my education. Because of the ADA, I was able to graduate from high school, college, and graduate school. Having my CP-related deficits did not make excelling easy. I had to work twice as hard as the typical student without a learning disability and I had to be pretty resourceful to get around my one-handedness in school and graduate training.  

The ADA insured that reasonable accommodations would be made during my entire schooling. As I write, you will see what is meant by “reasonable accommodations.” For me, it began when I began experiencing academic difficulties in fourth grade. After receiving a neuropsychological evaluation that revealed my deficits, I started receiving accommodations. The accommodations included receiving extended time on exams and projects, getting the help of a peer note-taker, and getting access to class material prior to the start of each semester. I needed extended time because my processing of information was slow, a peer note-taker because I was a slow writer, and access to class material would allow me to study in the summer so I would not lag behind the class because of my slow reading.  The accommodations leveled the playing field for me so that I could demonstrate my intelligence and not be hindered by slow processing and reading.  

As I continued my education, my accommodations changed as the program demands changed.  When I entered graduate school to get my masters in Psychology, I needed accommodations that would serve me both in class and in clinic practicums. In class, I continued to receive extended time for exams and a peer note-taker. For clinic practicums, I now required audio recording privileges to take home after therapy sessions. Students in my program were generally not permitted to take home audio recordings of their patient sessions.  The Office of Students with Disabilities (which is responsible for ADA implementation in my program) arranged for special permission for me to take home the recordings of my patients so I could fill in the gaps of my therapy notes that occurred because of my slower processing speed and working memory deficits. Physically, I had to learn compensatory strategies to manipulate testing materials. An occupational therapist taught me ways to maneuver materials using one hand. She taught me to use therapy “sticky mats” to keep things in place and ways to grab materials in a seamless manner during sessions with clients. The occupational therapist also suggested using a suitcase with wheels to carry all my books and materials to the clinic. Again, the faculty recognized by unusual changes in procedures as “reasonable accommodations” since they were protections offered by the ADA. 

The ADA applies to all individuals with disabilities in all levels of education and employment. According to the United States Department of Justice Civil Rights Division on the ADA:‍

“This law is one of America's most comprehensive pieces of civil rights legislation that prohibits discrimination and guarantees that people with disabilities have the same opportunities as everyone else to participate in the mainstream of American life -- to enjoy employment opportunities, to purchase goods and services, and to participate in State and local government programs and services. Modeled after the Civil Rights Act of 1964, which prohibits discrimination on the basis of race, color, religion, sex, or national origin – and Section 504 of the Rehabilitation Act of 1973 -- the ADA is an ‘equal opportunity’ law for people with disabilities.”‍

The faculty members in my program were unaware of how the ADA applied to students in graduate school. Most assumed that the ADA only applies to students in secondary undergraduate programs. Their incorrect understanding of the law and reluctance to understand my eligibility for accommodations in graduate school prompted me to seek the advice of legal council. With the help of an attorney advocating for my rights, the faculty began to comply and grant my accommodations. The main reason colleges have a center for students with disabilities is because of the ADA for students. Unfortunately, in my case, my school’s Center for Students with Disabilities was unable to be helpful. Thankfully, the law is there to protect people in my position. 

I am now working at the Children’s Hospital of Philadelphia. I continue to use the same accommodations that I used in graduate school in my work today.