Monday, April 15, 2013

Useful Words

3. NormopathyPsychiatric theorist Christopher Bollas invented the idea of normopathy to describe people who are so focused on blending in and conforming to social norms that it becomes a kind of mania. A person who is normotic is often unhealthily fixated on having no personality at all, and only doing exactly what is expected by society. Extreme normopathy is punctuated by breaks from the norm, where normotic person cracks under the pressure of conforming and becomes violent or does something very dangerous. Many people experience mild normopathy at different times in their lives, especially when trying to fit into a new social situation, or when trying to hide behaviors they believe other people would condemn.

Saturday, April 13, 2013

Thoth's Hourglass

My friend who cuts my hair and my Mom's hair does so in exchange for paintings; she asked for one to include her zodiac sign Scorpio and and a reworking of the Death card from the Thoth tarot deck
which looks like this
So I set about to produce something with a similar color scheme
As a reference, a teaching model of the birthing process, (swear words not included)
Given to me by one of my favorite persons who was a nurse about such things and many more, a storyteller, and I believe I am using the term correctly, Woohoohoodiwoo Woman.


Here's what I came up with...still not entirely sure it's finished.



 




Thursday, April 11, 2013

Shape of the Day


A collaborative sketch by myself and my friend George of his clay animals, to remember them after they got squashed back into the rest of the clay and put away.

Monday, April 8, 2013

Lovely Bones

These are a real human femur and part of another one that I found while emptying trash bins at my old job as a janitor in the Health Sciences building at Local State University. This didn't seem like the place for them to be so I took them home with me, where they've been for the past few years. I remembered them the other day while cleaning. A friend who'd enjoy having them will be taking them soon, but in the meantime I'll share them with you. The metal implants are surprisingly heavy, definitely not titanium or any of the newer alloys. The poor decroded-looking one at the top always made me feel sad; I think whoever it lived in must have had a painful gait if they walked at all. The one below it feels smooth, almost as dense as ivory; I think its fracture must have occurred after parting ways from its person.