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The Eleanor Worthington Prize

The Eleanor WorthingtonDisability Prize International Day of Persons with Disabilities

 INDEPENDENT LIVING

THE FIRST PRIZE WINNER from York St Johns University- Francesca King

INTERVIEW OF BRITISH WINNERS BY YORK BBC RADIO YORK

 the interviews starts 50 minutes and 40 seconds after the beginning:

https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p06zct2p

EXHIBITING IN YORK HOSPITAL AND SCARBOROUGH HOSPITALS, OF SOME WORKS SUBMITTED FOR THE ELEANOR WORTHINGTON PRIZE IN DECEMBER:

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It all started when…

ELEANOR WORTHINGTON PRIZE

Eleanor Worthington (York, UK, 1982 – Urbino, Italy, 2008) suffered lifelong from a severe form of epilepsy and learning and behavioural difficulties, and spent her last five years immobile and confined to a wheelchair, unable to speak, and only expressing herself with her eyes and face. Beyond her disabilities, she was a person of high intelligence and sensibility, and with a great force of personality. She succeeded in having a life full of affection, social relations, and experiences, both in the UK and in Italy, where she attended all the years of the Istituto Statale d’Arte (now Liceo Artistico) in Urbino.The exhbition has been curated by Nunzia Invernizzi, artistic director of the APEWEleanor Worthington Prize- International Exhibition on Art & Disability

Art Exhibition

York St John University, Lord Mayors Walk, York, North Yorkshire, YO31 7EX

Tel: 01904876654

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hz8Mz2x-MJg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NX7taXpqL2g

for additional information write to: ìinfo@premioeleanor.it

My entry —

*As a child I would give no voice to my thoughts for days on end, I consumed myself with rage and refused to look outwards. When I got older I learned to sign BSL to communicate the emotion.

 I still retreat to silence, looking for the changes in weather and clouds to guide moments of overheating.

*Come un bambino che non darei voce ai miei pensieri per giorni e giorni, ho consumato me con rabbia e si rifiutò di guardare all'esterno. Quando sono diventato più grande ho imparato a firmare BSL a comunicare l'emozione. 

Ancora mi ritiro per silenziare, cercando i cambiamenti nel tempo e nuvole per guidare momenti di surriscaldamento.