This is a revision of a previous post. “An Artist On The Spectrum” feels more inclusive than “An Aspie Artist.”
I’m unsure when I began to realize I see the world differently, but I do.
It’s not because of processing with an artistically wired brain, although that is much more comfortable and easier for other people to accept.
Instead it’s because of processing with an autistically wired brain.
People are more comfortable saying, “That’s how he sees things as an artist” and “Artists are always just a little different, a little unconventional, a little crazy.”
Over the years, I’ve become reasonably good at appearing neurotypical and fitting in with others. I’ve become very good at avoiding situations where coping will be a problem. I rehearse mentally for days in order to navigate through unavoidable situations. This is exhausting. More than that, it is not being true to myself.
Life is not meant to be lived this way. We are not meant to suppress who we are in order to survive, to have a roof over our heads and food to eat.
Should I be less able to support myself because revealing who God created me to be would make people uncomfortable?
Some labels sound so clinical, so separate from the world and shut up in a closet. Thinking of myself as an “artist on the spectrum” has changed the way I view myself, and I feel that I’m on a much larger journey now to make a difference in the lives of others.
Nevertheless this “coming out” does not change my belief that at its core a drawing is a cry to understand and to be understood…on the spectrum artist or not.
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