Posted April 28, 2012 at 11:27am
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Psychiatric Hospital, Vladivostok, Russia, November 1998.
From Black Passport
[Credit : Stanley Greene]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m26ga5D0941r44q44o1_500.jpg)
Psychiatric Hospital, Vladivostok, Russia, November 1998.
From Black Passport
[Credit : Stanley Greene]
When I was crazy, a year ago, coloring was the only thing calmed me down. I could rage, sob, pace, or color. I went though dozens of these Dover publishing house “stained glass window” coloring books. The black boarders meant it didn’t matter if I strayed beyond the lines, it was very forgiving. Theses are from the Hindu Gods and Goddesses book, and they’re now displayed, faded, in the upper living room windows.
I designed these shoes, using some website. I was in the hospital when they actually arrived though, and I wrote this messages on the rubber:
“Every day, in every way, I am getting better and better.@
On Laura Stephen, family ties, and madness | Open Letters Monthly - an Arts and Literature Review
The subject is Virginia Woolf’s “mad” half-sister, Laura. The article is about Victorian families & expectations, Victorian treatment of the “imbeciles, idiots, and lunatics,” and the intersection of the two. Also, of course, about the role and influence of a mentally ill relative in a literary family.
Posted February 5, 2012 at 2:22pm
Self Portraits of a Declining Brain
William Utermohlen is latest artist to be honored at the GV Art Gallery in London, with an event that has an emotional purpose that is near and dear to the hearts of many. Utermohlen spent the last twelve years of his life battling Alzheimer’s, a degenerative neurological disease that slowly took away his ability to do what he was most passionate about: his art.
At the event, his widow spoke to the many supporters, saying “He died in 2007, but really he was dead long before that. Bill died in 2000, when the disease meant he was no longer able to draw.”
This exhibit is known as William Utermohlen: Artistic decline through Alzheimer’s, as it explores the relationship between Utermohlen’s artwork and the progression and struggle with the disease.
Looking at his pieces as his disease progressed, a clear change is visible. As he slowly lost control over his movements, his composition and techniques changed as he was forced to abandon oils for easier-to-use watercolours and pencils. One thing that did not change throughout time, however, was the sheer mastery and vision displayed by has passion for the content of his pieces.
His paintings display a rarely seen insight into a mind effected by Alzheimer’s, as his struggle and frustration are imminent. Also changed by the progression of time and the disease were his subjects. He began to focus on self portraits and looming dark doorways in the backgrounds
His widow commented that, “it was as if he knew he was going to a very dark place and he knew he couldn’t do anything about it. By the end he couldn’t even recognise his own paintings… that was the saddest thing”.
Rarely does one get the opportunity to chronicle their own experience with mental decline. Even more rarely do we get to share and observe that troubled journey.
This art is that tale.
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Pvt. Danny Chen, 1992–2011
A glimpse into the life and death of a soldier who committed suicide while on duty in Afghanistan:
| New York | Jan 2012The Army recently announced that it was charging eight soldiers — an officer and seven enlisted men — in connection with Danny Chen’s death. Five of the eight have been charged with involuntary manslaughter and negligent homicide, and the coming court-martial promises a fuller picture of the harrowing abuse Chen endured. But even the basic details are enough to terrify: What could be worse than being stuck at a remote outpost, in the middle of a combat zone, tormented by your superiors, the very same people who are supposed to be looking out for you? And why did a nice, smart kid from Chinatown, who’d always shied from conflict and confrontation, seek out an environment ruled by the laws of aggression?
(Source: longform)
It means, “act manic but don’t *be* manic.”
Do live life, though. Regrets are inevitable, accept them, just keep living.
(Source: nevver)
Q
I have never seen that kind of pill bottle in my life! What on earth, why would they use that shape? I get white bottles occasionally, those are boring.
from:birdcage
A
Why indeed! It is very annoying. I have a mini fucking pharmacy so I’ve worked out a simple method: I write the names & mg of the contents on the lids and for the one I take PRN I screw the lid on upside down:
The weird shaped Target one totally fucks up my system.
And its much harder to rip the personal information stickers off.
And its ugly.
Posted January 3, 2012 at 6:17pm
This is great. This is great!
Shit man, I knew I was saving all my bottles for a reason. I’m gonna make a fucking chandelier. And then every person who ever told me I’m weak for taking medication, can suck my proverbial dick. Do they have a medication bottle chandelier? No they don’t. Their lives are dark and boring. Mine will be bright fucking orange and filled with light.
Yeah. What else can you do?
I once made the mistake to refill my prescriptions at Target. These things suck:
I fucking hate those. I stick with Walgreens
(Source: pulmonaire)
