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Cloud Chatanda, 2014
8 years waiting takes inspiration from the story of Brian Chatanda, my son, who also happens to be physically challenged. Born in 31/7/2006, Brian (initially) never showed any signs of physical disability. The bigger he grew, the more we started to notice that he was not reaching any of the normal milestones that babies normally go through in their growth (sitting, crawling, and walking). This worried us, and we immediately started seeking help from paediatricians who informed us of our boy's condition, and educated us on ways to help him cope. We were also directed to CCBRT and there Brian constantly receives physiotherapy. Our goal (or hope rather) is that the physio, combined with special equipments that we are yet to acquire, will facilitate his ability to sit, stand, and even make small movements. This will make it easier for him (and will at least aord him the chance) to start school for children with special needs.
For me, Brian's father, this year marks the 8th year of waiting to see my boy walk and even one day go to school. I often wonder if i am alone in waiting. And i have come to realise that i am not alone, and that there are plenty others like me... waiting to see things happen in this world. In notice people staying bars perhaps not necessarily to get drunk, but rather waiting on trac hours to end so they can go home. I notice women and men sitting for hours in salons and in barbershops waiting to be made beautiful. I notice plenty of Tanzanians deliberately being made to wait for the authorities to take care of the poor infrastructure in the country. I notice a lot of waiting! And using my artistic eye, i was inspired to translate mine and others' waiting into black and white drawings that use Acrylic and Charcoal on the board.
8 years waiting takes inspiration from the story of Brian Chatanda, my son, who also happens to be physically challenged. Born in 31/7/2006, Brian (initially) never showed any signs of physical disability. The bigger he grew, the more we started to notice that he was not reaching any of the normal milestones that babies normally go through in their growth (sitting, crawling, and walking). This worried us, and we immediately started seeking help from paediatricians who informed us of our boy's condition, and educated us on ways to help him cope. We were also directed to CCBRT and there Brian constantly receives physiotherapy. Our goal (or hope rather) is that the physio, combined with special equipments that we are yet to acquire, will facilitate his ability to sit, stand, and even make small movements. This will make it easier for him (and will at least aord him the chance) to start school for children with special needs.
For me, Brian's father, this year marks the 8th year of waiting to see my boy walk and even one day go to school. I often wonder if i am alone in waiting. And i have come to realise that i am not alone, and that there are plenty others like me... waiting to see things happen in this world. In notice people staying bars perhaps not necessarily to get drunk, but rather waiting on trac hours to end so they can go home. I notice women and men sitting for hours in salons and in barbershops waiting to be made beautiful. I notice plenty of Tanzanians deliberately being made to wait for the authorities to take care of the poor infrastructure in the country. I notice a lot of waiting! And using my artistic eye, i was inspired to translate mine and others' waiting into black and white drawings that use Acrylic and Charcoal on the board.
