Moxie Abroad

Getting in Touch

Moxie Abroad: Getting in Touch is a blog Bojana Started to document her time spent on her 2019-2020 Fulbright researching access in the arts in the Czech Republic. It comes form the viewpoint of a person living with low vision navigating a new city on her own, immersing herself in the art and culture of the place and learning to navigate different social attitudes towards disability . The blog was paused after Coklyat was evacuated from her town due to the Covid 19 pandemic. https://moxieabroad.com/

 
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Diabetes, Deliberation and Dads

Recently I’ve been listening to Madonna’s “Like a Prayer” on repeat. When’s the last time you took a good listen? I hadn’t listened to it closely probably since I was 13 yrs. old. I had such a visceral reaction to “Life is a mystery; everyone must stand alone”. I am reading over this blog post I wrote in January and it is like…really coming atcha hard with the post-holidays blues. I wasn’t sure if I should post it because it was more serious but here it is. I didn’t expect

Homeword Bo!

Warning! This blog post is coming to you from Heathrow airport and I am dictating everything! I am also writing this within 24 Hours Traveling straight. At this point, I have four more hours of waiting and then a six hour flight… let’s take a look at what it’s like traveling internationally while living with low vision shall we??? Foggy in Prague-y Was so foggy, I was concerned that I wouldn’t be able to navigate!This is the street outside of my flat in Prague, on my way to

Living it Up, it’s a Big Kick, it’s Good for You!

When I was fourteen years old, I was allowed to take some acting classes at H.B. Studios in New York’s Greenwich Village. I had to take the PATH train from Jersey City over to the Christopher Street stop in NYC. Sometimes, I skipped the classes and just went exploring. It was an area that felt safe and full of wonders. I wandered down old twisty streets, little shops which seemed like they had been there forever while intermittently smelling a variety of foods which I hadn’t

Time to Bust Out My Patronus

Maybe I will save the Byzantine processes of setting up a Czech phone and bank account for when I really need to vent about administrative details. Instead this post will have you all wading around in the moments before I” leapt “and “waited for the net to appear”. Getting around Brno was really the well from which most of my anxiety sprung. Back home, I was pretty fearless.  I’m not afraid of the NYC subway, it’s afraid of ME! There are always those knuckle heads who are on

Traveling Blind is Like Crowd Surfing Naked

One of my sisters sent me a message recently about this trip. Amongst the advice and concern was an insightful sentence she wrote, “One thing is for certain, you have cleared away any stagnation in your life, right?”. Yes, big sister, you are indeed extremely right! Before this trip, Mike and I probably had fallen in to the typical committed relationship routine. It’s hard being active when you have the person you enjoy being with the most at home while grub hub and Netflix a

Leaving the Jersey Shyer

A Little Coklyat and a Dash of Gibran Sometimes, a quote can just say all you need in one line, “For even those who limp, go not backwards.”, written by Khalil Gibran. I come from a family of quote lovers. My dad, “Success is 1% inspiration and 200% perspiration.” He’d write them down and then put them up around the apartment. To inspire himself and me and my brother.  As an adult, I found my own, and used them sometimes in my art and of course on Myspace many moons ago but n