Wednesday, December 5, 2018

Christmas 2018: Open Studio and Pop-up shop at Little Wings

Welcome to the Christmas 2018 

Open Studio and Pop-up-Shop page.

"Butter-fly to Freedom" (100x60x10cm) Puppet: clay, fabric, silk
€295
Collaboration between Corina Duyn and Spark Deeley 2018 


These are some of the artworks which are on sale at this event. Books, prints, cards and bookmarks are also available from my Webshop

To arrange a visit to the studio any day between 12 noon and 4 pm, please contact me in advance (087-9812570)



**** FREE GIFTS WITH EVERY PURCHASE ***


"Birth Dance" (60x60x60cm) Clay, fabric, paint.
€750
Cannot be displayed outside

Please CONTACT  me if interested in any of these works. 
The prices indicated on the puppets and sculptures are for works to be collected. Any delivery cost will be calculated depending on destination.

"Beach Bliss" (18x16x10) Clay and rock
€95
cannot be displayed outside


"Pulled from the Mud" (23x16x10 cm) Ceramic €45
  • To buy from a self employed artist, you can be assured that each sale results in a little ‘dance’ 

    • … with the added bonus that from the funds raised, new work can be created 
    • and in my case, funds raised will directly help me to pay for PA support to help me in the studio
gift voucher of any value

"Crying Crow - On the Right Course" (85-65cm) Painting/3D 2003 & 13
€95
detail

Tapestries: "Garden Poppy" (11x15cm) 2011 €70
"Garden" (10x20cm) €30

Friday, November 30, 2018

'Travels with Póilin' selected for Disability Film Festival

 Isn't it lovely to get an email like this:

"I am pleased to tell you that your film Poilin’s Travels with M.E. has been selected for the Together! 2018 Disability Film Festival, in the Animate! (3.15pm) programme on Saturday afternoon 8 December 2018."  


Poilin Puppet reading for her maker Corina Duyn
Póilin reading for Corina


What:



Together! 2018 Disability Film Festival

The seventh annual Together! 2018 Disability Film Festival takes place from 7-9 December at the Old Town Hall Stratford, screening films by Deaf/Disabled filmmakers and films with a strong central Deaf/Disabled character. 

The Festival is FREE – we even serve you free drinks and snacks – and open to all.



When:


SATURDAY 8 DECEMBER 2018 - 3.15pm


ANIMATE! The best of new animation from Disabled filmmakers, including the UK Premiere of Corina Duyn’s Poilin’s Travels with M.E., contributions from Jemima Hughes, Shadowlight Artists, Different Voices 2 and BFI Film Academy, and highlights from the Oskar Bright film festival. 


Where:


Old Town Hall, 29 The Broadway, Stratford, London E15 4BQ.
020 3373 7033 /07791 291 685. 
Nearest tube, overground and DLR stations: Stratford (fully accessible). Bus routes include 25, 69, 86, D8, 104, 108, 158, 238, 241, 257, 262, 276, 308, 425, 473, N8, N86, 010, A9, 741 & UL1. Blue Badge holders can prebook parking; others are advised to use the (old) Stratford shopping centre carpark and cross straight through the centre (the Old Town Hall is opposite the far entrance). 
Click here for further details and images.


Some background information:

The Together! 2018 Disability Film Festival is part of a month long celebrations of Disability
Our annual Disability History Month Festival is the highlight of our year, showcasing the talents of locally based, national and international Disabled artists. From the end of October onwards, the Together! 2018 Disability History Month Festival offers a range of exhibitions, performances, screenings, events and other activities that are FREE and open to everyone. We extend access by posting event videos online, in addition to online-only events – this year we have collaborated with Bournemouth Symphony Orchestra to create two uniquely inclusive playlists celebrating this year’s Disability History Month theme of Music.

We aim to be as inclusive as possible of audience members as well as artists. All venues have step-free access and limited Blue Badge parking. Live audio-description is available on demand; productions are amplified with induction loops. BSL interpretation is provided for performances where speech is the main communication form. No need to book unless you wish to reserve seats (advised for groups of 5+). To reserve seats and find out more, email info@together2012.org.uk
See HERE for further details 


... and while I was compiling this post I received an invitaition to submit the film for 'The Extraordinary Film Festival' in Belgium. 

Saturday, November 3, 2018

A creative life with M.E. Nationwide 2004 & 2018

During ME Awareness week in 2004 the RTE Nationwide team 
came to my house in Lismore, 
to re-tell the story which Artist David Begley captured
 in the documentary 'Fit to Fly' 
about my (creative) life with ME. 


In February 2018 Nationwide came back*.

The Life Outside the Box puppet project 
which I had facilitated, 
and the teaching in my studio
were the starting point of this update.

I am immensely grateful to the Nationwide team
for their interest, kindness and utmost respect.
And for RTE for allowing me to put the two
Nationwide features on my website/blog.

And many thanks also to all the people who were/are
part of my journey through illness.
I could not have done it without you all.

Much love
Corina

Both Nationwide features together.
  Duration: 13.36 minutes


The 2018 section can also be seen HERE 

Following is the Fit to Fly  documentary created by David Begley  in 2003/4
Funded by an Arts and Disability Awards

Video in two parts (first video might start with a black screen for a few seconds... )
Duration: 7 and 8 minutes respectively.




    (*moved house in the meantime)

Thursday, September 27, 2018

Stepping Out of the Disability Box - II PUPPET THERAPY SEMINAR OF BELO HORIZONTE



This is my presentation at the 
II PUPPET THERAPY SEMINAR OF BELO HORIZONTE
 BRAZIL




For PDF of Full Program, see:




I was suppose to give a talk via Skype at this seminar. As I experienced health challenges during the past few weeks this became a challenge. But with the kind support of David and Jane Boyd, Clare Egan Boyd and Jane Jermyn I as still be able to write this paper. 
My deepest gratitude.
Also a huge thank you to Roberto Ferreira da Silva for his understanding, kindness, and agreeing to have the translator narrate my story.

© This paper may be quoted, using the website-page-link; Corina Duyn; 'Stepping Out of the Disability Box'; Presented at: I1 Puppet Therapy Seminar of Belo Horizonte, Brazil, September 2018


Corina Duyn
'Stepping Out of the Disability Box'



Introduction

My name is Corina Duyn. Dutch born artist, writer and puppet maker. I live in Ireland.

Thank you Roberto for inviting me to share my experience of Puppetry and disability with you all here.

Unfortunately my health took a bit of a tumble during the past few weeks. As a result I am not able to give my talk in the way it was planned. Via Skype link.  But with the help of some amazing friends, young and old, I have been able to prepare this presentation for you.
...... [translator's name] will read the translation of my transcript for you along with the images and videos I forwarded. For English speaking audience, there are printed copies available.

I do hope to join you for the questions and answer session at the end.

Thank you so much. I hope you will enjoy my story, and I look forward to see you afterward.


I was born in Holland and grew up in a creative family. I made my first doll at the age of ten. My first puppet when I was about 15. Over the following decades, I explored books and methods to create my own style of dolls and puppets as a hobby.
I studied and worked as a palliative Care nurse and social care worker, and I worked with people with learning difficulties.

When I moved to Ireland in 1989 my dolls and puppets started to be influenced by the natural surroundings and the folklore of my adopted country.
My work took off, and I became a full time working artist. Fantasy Folk Artist Dolls are in public and private collections in a great variety of countries.

In 1998 I started to teach puppet making in a group home for teenagers. It was a wonderful experience to see how eager these young people were to engage in this art form.
There was one young man of about 13. Funny lad. He was making a clown. The puppet head was gorgeous, open, and funny. But when it came to making the hands, he ended up making fists.
A very powerful experience.

For me this was the pivotal moment to realize the power of art. Especially the power of working with clay. The clay ‘does not lie’.
The deepest fears, joy, wishes and challenges appear from our hearts, our minds, through our hands into the clay.

Unfortunately I did not get the finish the project with the young people as I became very ill with the neurological illness M.E. (Myalgic Encephalomyelitis) in the summer of 1998.

But this experience of the power of the arts stood with me throughout my now twenty year journey through illness/disability.


Illness/disability M.E.


In a very, very short time I lost the ability to look after myself, to walk properly, to sit up and talk, to read, write, or do my work. A life altering experience.
But my creative mind would not give in. Or give up. Even if I wanted it to.
I made drawings of eggs, and birds, of fear, of freedom, of wishes and dreams, of challenges and desires. And moments of beauty.

The drawings became paintings and collages. Paintings led to plasticine sculptures. Many of these early explorations are documented in my book ‘Hatched, a Creative Journey Though M.E. (2006).
Years later I began working with clay again.
About a decade later, my work suddenly changed; I began incorporating roots in some of my sculptures.
I realised, many months later, that they reflected how I had become much more rooted in my reality. Maybe the earlier bird images were not showing freedom, but a flying away from realty?
I had finally acknowledged to myself that I probably wasn’t going to recover.

During the past five years or so, a sense of movement appeared in work, which ultimately led to my return to Puppetry.

As my work reflects where I am at in life, I had utterly convinced myself I was going to dance again. That I would be well. Physically well.
I now know that it was my dance with society. To be part of society again.
A different kind of dance than I had anticipated.


 Puppetry, Disability, and Human Rights



Being disabled should not infringe on our human right to create.
Besides the rights to have access to a building, to exhibit our work or attend an exhibition, we actually have a right to create. And not just that; we should also have the right to be a facilitator - to be the person to decide what is going to happen.  And not just a participant on a project given by able bodied people.

For me it’s not just human rights, it’s also a human need.
The creative process taught me so much. It helped me to understand my illness. To learn to live with it. To find a place to be free. To explore. To share. Although a solitary journey, it has given me contact with people all over the world through my images, exhibitions, books and later my website and other social media. And during talks.
I utterly believe that I am still alive because of my creative explorations.


Life Outside the Box





In 2014 I became an active member of the Irish Wheelchair Association. I had been a member for fifteen years, but I never had the courage to actually go to their outreach centre.
But my illness was making me more isolated again. Also, I was hoping that staff could help me with my clay work, which had become difficult to do.

Other members and staff became interested in my sculptures. The then Centre Coördinator asked if I could facilitate a puppet making project. We didn’t really know what that entailed, but after discussions with members and seeking financial assistance, we started our project in summer 2015.
We made nine puppets who all in their own individual way, stepped out of society’s disability box.

Our group consisted of about 12 people with a variety of disabilities: acquired brain injury, MS, congenital birth defects or M.E.; ages 27 to 72.
I tried to give everybody a role in the project. For example one woman didn’t want to make a puppet, so I suggested she write notes on what was being said. The often hilarious comments were collected for our book about the project. Another man, who was unable to work in the large group, worked one to one on the large paper-maché hand. It was beautiful to see how he flourished working with his hands. It still brings a smile to my face.

It was a very empowering project, for the members but also for myself, as it was the first time in 17 years that I had been teaching again.

All were amazed by their hidden abilities. One young man thought that he couldn’t hold / use the scissors, but when he didn’t close them fully, he realized he could cut fabric.

The group became more cohesive because of “oh, I can do that for you” etc. There was also a sense of ease to talk about our disabilities. It was a safe place.

We filmed the puppets stepping out of the disability box in our local shopping centre. We choose a public place on purpose, as we wanted that interaction with society.
We wanted people to see that we could do things and not just drink our tea/coffee and play cards, which unfortunately is what happens a lot of the time at the centre.

On one occasion we brought some of the puppets with us to the beach. The minute we took the puppets out of the box people started talked to us. They didn’t see wheelchairs anymore; they saw the puppets and talked to us as fully competent adults, not the prejudice we often experience.

The short video we made in the end of the project, which I will share with you here, has been shown in Canada and London (UK) at the disability festival, and on our local cinema. Every three months there is a one minute version on Irish national television.

For me personally, the project led to the invitation to speak at the first Broken Puppet Symposium (2017) in Cork, Ireland, and as key note speaker at 2018 Symposium in Bath. As well as giving talks in other festivals in UK and Ireland.
I suddenly found myself in a world I did not know I was part of. How beautiful.


Short film: Life Outside the box  (4 min)


I am proud to say as a person with a disability that I was able to facilitate a project with people with disabilities.

Since last year I taught several people puppet making in my home studio, and via distant learning. Some have disabilities, other want to enjoy learning a new art form, or use the skills in their therapeutic practises.

In all cases, what I see is that the puppet is in total control on who it wants to be. What issues, thoughts, or desires are hidden deep in the maker, and need to come to light.

Like that first experience in the group home with young people: the clay does not lie. As powerful an experience as twenty years ago.



The Reflection Girls



In 2013 I was staying at The Tyrone Guthrie Centre Artists Retreat/work place. On the last day I was invited to visit the dance studio. After walking up the slight hill using my walking sticks, I was faced by wall to wall mirrors.
I know how I walk, I know how I am, but coming face to face with myself like that was a big shock.  

I wanted to share this experience through puppetry.  
I made the first puppet head in 2013. It turned out much more realistic than my usual more whimsical faces. I left it on my studio table. Not forgotten, but I was probably not ready to totally embrace the story.
I restarted working on this puppet and it’s reflection during the past year.

Short film: The Reflection Girls-  pilot 2 min)



Through stories like these, I am hoping to explore and share, the challenges of life with chronic illness with the help of puppets.

People often react to Puppetry. In a positive or challenging way.  It does give reactions.

Póilin


One of the challenges I faced during the past year or so, is that I don’t have the strength to hold the cross of my marionette.
Yet again I had to explore alternatives.
I embarked on creating a puppet which could sit on my knee while I am in my wheelchair. Or which can sit independently on the table.
It was months of trial and error. Which I will show you in a video.

Throughout his process I was aware that I had to face my disability, look at my illness, but also my ability. Observe where my boundaries are, and how I can work within that.

The hidden benefit of creating totally new works is that the brain is active. Like waking up in the morning thinking ‘how could I make the head move...’?
Instead of thinking of how painful or uncooperative my body is, I can focus on something fun and productive. A therapeutic benefit of the creative process. It alters the focus.

Creating, and sharing my life with Póilin Puppet also made me aware of the link between puppetry and meditation.  
I feel that the very subtle movements, the abstractions, often tell a more powerful story than the larger movements in regular puppetry.

This, I realized, is also something I do and see in my writing.
I take abstracts, the essence, from longer pieces to tell the story better, and to leave it up to the reader, or the audience, to add their own thoughts.

One day Póilin was sitting at the table, I was lying on the couch. She was staring at me, looking bored.  
She made me get up off the couch and as I turn her head towards the window, as the light caught her, it was as if she smiled.
This tiny movement spoke to me like poetry.

Short film: Poilin's Travels with M.E.  - our journey over the last 6 months. (5.50 min)



‘Miracle. Miracle.’ Exploring Prejudice of chronic illness/disability




During the past few months I have been working on a new puppet project. So far with the support of an art student.
It is still very much a work in progress, but as always, the story, her story, is evolving with time, and through interaction with others.

At first glance it is a woman in a wheelchair. Covered in a blanket, she looks helpless. It evokes pity.
When she removes her blanket, she reveals her ability to stand up and walk.
Like me.
It confused people when I step out of my wheelchair. I don’t fulfill the image the spectator has in her or his mind. I challenge their perception.

A puppet can do anything – even roller skating. (I can’t quite say that about my ability). She takes her walking sticks from the back of her chair and proceeds to ‘ski’ on her roller blades. Wearing a miniskirt, knee pads, and perhaps a leather jacket.

I hope to tackle more social issues with this piece, like LGBT. Maybe the wheelchair pusher is a funky, cool teenager with a radio on her shoulder... who knows!

I have come to understand and accept that I am not a puppeteer in the ordinary sense. I don’t have the ability to be a performer. But am a teller of stories.
I find the way I can best tell my puppet stories is through film, which I can direct, film and edit.


Research

Apart from making puppets, teaching, giving talks, and filming, I am interested to research puppetry and disability in greater details.
I have been invited by Rachel McNally from Puppet Place in Bristol, UK to take part in their research on puppetry and disability.  To explore the challenges and opportunities as makers, participants and audiences with disabilities. Sarah Wright from The Curious School of Puppetry is also on this research panel. I am honored to be asked.


Thank You All

I would be delighted to answer any questions here today. Or to communicate via email, at a later stage. And be involved in whatever way I can in this most interesting intersections of disability/illness and Puppetry.

A lot of my work can be viewed on my website and blog, and YouTube.

Corina Duyn

For more about Life Outside the Box see the Puppet Blog 

Contact Corina





Saturday, September 15, 2018

The road to nowhere



The challenges of organisations 'joining dots'.
My main challenge I am experiencing is to have the HSE Disability Services "join the dots" among their departments.  For All of them I am registered as disabled, except for part of the Disability Services... 
But THAT is a story for another day.


This story is about the HSE and the County Council and contractors, not always joining dots...

In February my manual wheelchair was being serviced. The Occupational Therapist (O.T)  was informed that I really needed to have my chair replaced. It was eleven years old.
I am hugely grateful for the expertise of the O.T. and the Rep for how they managed to create a chair for me which would support my body much better, which would allow me to leave the house more easily, to find a chair which would fit in my little house, a chair which can be dismantled for transport and which is both a manual and powered chair. 
No mean feat!

One of the concerns of the O.T. and Rep and many others whom have seen me using the existing ramp to my front door, was the gradient. The ramp was put in ten years ago, and has always been too steep. While I used a mobility scooter, it was just about manageable. Not safe, but manageable. But I was not allowed to go up or down this ramp when the new wheelchair would arrive.

Due to more physical challenges I have not been able to use my mobility scooter since October 2017, and have therefor not left my house independently since that time.

So, I contacted the County Council (I live in a council owned house) to request a new ramp. 
I rang in February, and was asked to write a letter.
I wrote a letter and received an application form in the post, without any accompanying note.
I filled in the application form, which also needed to be signed by my GP.
The O.T. wrote to the council as well.

I came up with a plan which would be the least damaging to my beloved garden. It did mean taking out one of the apple trees. A new ramp could be made around the other apple tree, and have a new wider entrance made.

In March the council engineer came to have a look.
I was away for the puppet travel, and when I came back in April I contacted the council again to get the ball rolling again. Or to get it rolling at all...

In April two council engineers came out and did all the measurements. I sat outside on my rolator to talk about my suggestions. They seem to understand.
When I saw the drawings I cried.
The drawings were designed as if the ramp was for a commercial building. Straight paths, landing squares, railings on both sides. And most upsetting of all was that the ramp was designed straight through the area where my beloved apple tree is.
The whole design made me feel vulnerable. As if it was saying: "look, here lives a person with a disability..."
Thank goodness they listened and redesigned part of the ramp. Then, three quotes were needed for the council to decide who was going to do the job... and if the job would be done at all...

The O.T. is facilitating a chair which would increase my independence but the council could not guarantee that a suitable ramp would be made.

My wheelchair arrived around the middle of June.
It took until the end of August before the go-ahead was given by the council to build the ramp. All along I made clear to the council that if they did not do the job, I would get someone to break through the wall and make the new entrance. Not allowed, but they knew I was serious. I needed to be free to leave my house.

Two weeks ago the job started.
And to my great relief the builder and his main man who did most of the work, respected my garden, and suggested to create a more gentler shaped ramp. 
I was, and am over the moon. It is beautiful. 

First they had to take away part of the old ramp. A noise affair.



And remove a section of the stone wall

Extiment when the 'Concrete' truck came
 

And I could see the beginnings of my new escape route

The following morning was a BIG day.
I had my first (and last for now...) spin out of my house, in my chair, down the ramp, onto the street, and up the ramp again.

What a memorable moment.
After ten months of being confined to my house, unless 'escapes' were aided by friends.




I loved how the Apple Tree was saved and respected. How it creates an arch over my new 'run-way'. The "Yellow-Brick-Road" although not yellow. (yet)



Unfortunately that is where the fun ended.
The road to nowhere 
After two beautiful pillars were build, the workman left on the Friday . 
The builder (boss) was suppose to come back after the weekend, to hang the gates, and to put up the one safety railing.
The work week has come and gone.
No gate.

Instead there is a temporary sheet of plywood attached by a rope to the apple tree. This will keep dogs and unwanted strangers out of my garden. (I feel more secure not have this part open to anyone, as I can't see who might walk around my house.)

It has also left me inside my house/garden, as I can't move this heavy sheet.

My friend Anne suggested to build the sides of the ramp up with rocks (from part of the wall) to stop the soil from the now higher raised bed falling or washing onto the path. She did an amazing job.
singed!
The whole job was done with so much care and attention - suppervised by Póilin Puppet and visiting neighbour cat Pip. My garden is more open, more spacious, the road to freedom will hopefully be completed soon.

I just find it hard to understand when one is So aware of what this new ramps means to me, to freedom it will give me, to then not come and do the finishing touches.

I will give thanks to the builder in the hope that the comes to complete a beautiful and meaningful project, soon. Monday... To "join the dots".
Pip and Póilin