“Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.” ― Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart The Art of Autism and Mainly Mozart nonprofits are excited to announce visual art contest winners for the …

By Wendi E. Powers My parents, brothers, and nieces live where I was born and raised in Florida. I left Florida in 1988 after an extremely abusive (and thankfully short) marriage. My new home in Tennessee offered the distance needed for healing to begin. For several years, I was unable to step foot…

Malcolm Wang breaks down the process of submitting to a public gallery in easy to implement steps. By Malcolm WangThis month I’m the featured artist at the Novi Civic Center public gallery in Novi, Michigan. This is my third year exhibiting there. I have thirty-five photos from my new portf…

By Jacquelyn Marquette, Ph.D.For World Autism Month 2019, I want to shine a light on persons on the Autism Spectrum (AS) who rely upon a greater need for supports. Many of these individuals have strengths and talents, yet they are often ignored and turned away from resources such as supported empl…

The Pasitos program in Tijuana serves autistic children. The Art of Autism is highlighting some of the students who participated in the Finding Your Inner MozArt art contest sponsored by the Art of Autism and Mainly Mozart, a San Diego based nonprofit who connects music lovers to the genius of Mozar…

Art of Autism Board member Kimberly Gerry-Tucker shares poetry and art honoring women. March is Women’s History Month. By Kimberly Gerry-Tucker (Artwork: Kimberly Gerry-Tucker) What is Dorothy Catherine Draper thinking in this 1840 Daguerreotype photo; taken by her brother? So many images o…

My autistic point of view is the reason for my artwork. By Malcolm Wang I am a working artist, specializing in nature photography. I want to tell the story of how I became interested in photography. When I was a toddler, I did not sleep well and had a lot of challenges. Almost every day, I would h…

“Attention energizes and intention transforms… Whatever you put your attention on will grow stronger in your life. Whatever you take your attention away from will wither, disintegrate and disappear,” Deepak Chopra By Kimberly Gerry-Tucker We are probably all aware of what we wish our futures t…

By Steve Staniek The forest has always been my spiritual home where I could feel safe and free. Perhaps it was my exposure to nature from an early age that raised my sensitivity to the energies around me, until I grew `into an environmental empath, that’s someone who can feel the presence of differe…

Oh, what an amazing year! Autistry growth in 2018 was much like that of a teenager- awkward and exhilarating, fun and a bit frightening, at times plodding and frustrating yet filled with limitless possibilities. We grew in bursts and scrambled to hire staff to work with all the new students. We …

Autistry Studios builds independent adults. Becoming independent is not a passive process. It takes courage and an inner fortitude to challenge oneself to learn a new skill, break an old habit, or create a dream.   Autistry is a therapeutic/educational Maker Space celebrating its 10th year prov…

By Mahlia Amatina Every city is different from a neurodiverse point of view. And this can vary day-by-day, mood by mood, street by street. In this blog post, I’ll run over my observations on how I’m finding New York as a city to live in. From a sensory perspective, NYC, surprise surprise, is a very …

By Kimberly Gerry Tucker The children who visit me always ask to look for treasures with me. I am more than happy to oblige. I have shoe boxes filled with treasures: sparkly rocks, cracked hollow geodes, rocks shaped by nature like hearts, and the odd sterling silver half dollar; among other things.…

4th in the Happy Sawyer series By Nikki Mann  I suppose I don’t think of Sawyer as autistic any more frequently than I consciously acknowledge that he has blue eyes, or that his 3 year old sister whinges for most of the livelong day. So when I put his school bags on the same cushion of th…