From Imperfect to I Am Perfect: Reclaiming the Disabled Body Through Making Body Adornments in Art Therapy
I was born with two ﬁngers on each hand and two toes on each foot. My relatives and many other people in my homeland of Taiwan viewed these body characteristics, which were an inherited paternal trait, as an unfortunate fate, bad luck, a problem. Consequently, I was viewed the same way. I was identiﬁed by my imperfection. I felt powerless and fearful when confronted with people’s negative reactions to my body: curious questions, insensitive stares, and a few times, reactive screams. Throughout my life, people’s comments, gestures, and gazes have informed me about my differences and social status as a disabled person. In the nondisabled world, I am the other.