undetachable (in progress)
When I was 17, a part of my leg was cut off by a train because of a terrible accident. Now, I use a prosthesis to walk.
Originally I come from Russia, and here people with disabilities belong to a vulnerable segment of society. It is often not talked about, and, sometimes, even meant to be hidden. This causes discrepancy between how the majority of people in my native country perceive me, and the way how I really feel in my body, despite the fact that it causes me certain troubles now.
If I don’t wear or carry any «identification marks” then there are no concessions, although these are objectively necessary. But wearing them is even more embarrassing as if to be disabled is not enough.
Old ladies in public transport loudly demand to give the seat to them. Drivers are not always slow down their vehicle on a pedestrian crossing hoping I’ll speed up a bit and have just enough time to run in front of their car.
People usually feel awkward when they find out.
There was a period when I had to use a cane for rehabilitation. It allowed me to get a seat in public transport, or to cross the road fairly safe. But in other cases it mostly generated morbid curiosity, pity, and even sarcastic laughter, but not an adequate attitude to my condition.
This is a personal project about me and that part of my life I can’t ignore. I want to introduce it to people so as they could see my leg as I see it every day, because even not all of my friends have any idea of how the prosthesis is even attached to the leg. Thus, this project can appeal to those who have met me and know me, as well as to anyone who, for whatever reason, is curious to get a first-hand view.