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I Have a Feeling a Better one than Last Night… November 7, 2012

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at the age of 20 (me) I looked so much like this, when I saw the image I saved it. Listen, not pulling a fast one–I’m old now. twenty plus 18 years…the dog never stops chasing my heels.

You know, I’m proud of the junkies from the dirt path up to the junkie with a pretty habit cause I know they voted. No one ever asks about more services (social) for the knocked up crack heads or the pill poppers. Who fights for them? Grossly underpaid and very stressed out social workers who need new office chairs because while the addicts lost their weight and a real live dead skeleton would weigh more, social workers (my mom for one) worked hours and years and decades and now have the asses of, ummm,oh yeah inner tubes I use to swim on as a kid. They deserve compensation and a damn good reason why…yo no se. I voted around 8 pm. Father had brain surgery on Sept. 13, 2012 and he arrived to his house last week, well, he fell and broke his femur  My awesome husband drove me to the hospital in York PA (an hour and one half drive)–my dad is a fukin bionic man. 7o years old,  three brain surgery’s, prostate cancer (in remission) and I think it all started with a hole in his lung (I never said  he was the Marlboro Man). He retired from his job of 20 years just this past August.  Hope everyone is well. Thank you for reading my blog. If any of you know why a vagina’s and ass hole resemble one another–kind of in holes and out holes, really make my day and put your spin on things. Go Prez!!!

 

The Dog who Knows Best November 1, 2012

I pray to my Dog that a recovery of some stability is recreated for the Eastern U.S, I saw a boat on some train tracks–kind of waking up with a penis on my body after being a woman for 38 years.

In no way do I dare compare this to 9-11. I had to clarify my stance as a citizen of the US. We were attacked by”Mother Nature“, but I’m thinking it’s a wake-up call.

I pray to my dog  that our tense global relations  gain a new perspective. It’s not about borders, and religion, or freedom (it always is) but even scarier is our Globe which is eroding from beneath every single person’s on this earth feet. Unification is the only way to a solution. We need scientists from all over the globe.

I pray to my dog that someday humankind can be just that: humankind (man, woman, elder, child)

Stop murdering each other to prove who has the largest muscles. For whom is the truest measure–the humblest person in the crowd.

Peace to all of you.Image

 

Mind/Mood Altered by Substances October 28, 2012

 

Poison

flowed thru every artery

every vein, and my life-time

promise to boil  my brain convened.

I aimed to live my life in vain and insane.

In tatters this, what matters, never that,

If you are not God highlighted step away.

In fact, watch out for stray lightning bolts

which want a person to feel electronightified.

Every one else in the vicinity of this universe

Scientists believe smog enhances your life–

Smog also clouds your vision. Light sticks…

I hate you too– you fucking mirror, oh my,

dear wrecking mirror clinging for life on a

random wall– all you show is the horror of

my neglect, Promise me, than mock me, but

swear this is my last call in front of  a mirror.

Then assure me, with the recipe in my hand,

when I ingest on my behest, I’m on the way

to the Real Fall. Jig’s up Jesus, you fell on

pillow principles, watch a true murderer of

the cause. Not a single breath wasted.

 

I’m a Bubble Ninja-I Pop in Your bad Eye ANd The Other I BLind October 17, 2012

One day I fell in deep like with “to blow” some  bubbles on the thick green patch of lawn at my disposal at school

Unfortunately, for the bubbles and I when I blow them they  burst in my eyes.

The next day I blew bubbles in spite of the whites of my red and irritated eyes.

The following day it rained and a depression shot downwards into my spinal cord as cold and as quick as life matters.

I picked up my bubble paraphernalia; I blow bubbles because I’m on this earth to do exactly that.

Not to blow bubbles asshole, but to repeat the same mistake–with every implication of insanity

Again and over again–if only I shit rainbows or ate razor blades–I blow bubbles with each one to burst in my eye.

Like I said, repeat the same mistake and fuck myself parallel. Got it?

Picture: Gabrielle Rossetti “FlamingJune” So sumptuous.

 

Engage in some. (So I don’t feel like I must) October 10, 2012

Labor

I push the rock up the hill,

so hard it falls down the other side.Image

Slowly, I walk up the hill,

and down the other side.

It looks the same–another hill.

Once more I push the rock up the hill,

so hard it falls down the other side.

I struggle to walk up the hill,

then down the other side.  Great.

It looks like a mountain this time.

Another hill piled upon another hill.

Again I push the rock up the mountain,

so hard it falls down the other side.

Now I’m crawling up the mountain

Then my old bones tumble down— I ache.

As I lay weary and tired…sleep descends

upon my ragged body…I dream of

cumulus clouds puffy and mountainous.

I lay there asleep  in a ball.  The rock rested.

Seriously, What the hell is the point?

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Will Hall speaks to the American Psychiatric Association!! (audio here) October 8, 2012

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Beyond Meds: Alternatives to Psychiatry

My friend and co-editor here on Beyond Meds, Will Hall, spoke at the American Psychiatric Association a day or two ago. I just listened to this talk and was moved very deeply. Imagine — he just said all this stuff in front of a room filled with psychiatrists!!

For those of you who don’t know Will Hall, he was once upon a time diagnosed with schizoaffective schizophrenia, which is commonly understood to be a mix of schizophrenia and bipolar. His story is here.

Will stood in front of the psychiatrists at their association conference, a living example of someone who now thrives as a result of trusting his gut once he realized that psychiatric drugs were making his issues worse. He then speaks about many documented studies that support the belief that this sort of robust recovery happens if and when people are able to stop taking psychiatric drugs. Some…

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Impressed? Will the Real God Please Stay Seated? October 3, 2012

Drinking booze at 13

( and loving the illegal’s), 

Cool, chill, Hank is all thrills.

My muther father Bukowski heart me.

what a physical thrill to instill.

Ambien, Lunesta, Ativan,

a sleep managed by man.

Luvox, Effexor, Welbutrin,

the doctor’s guess as good as mine.

Lithium, Depakote, Tegretol,

am I rock steady yet?

Serequel, Zyprexa, Risperadol,

I’m 400lbs. but I’m not hallucinating.

Methadone, Morphine, Oxy,

opiates that increase the pain, mental.

Oh what the hell, if meds didn't work.

Just another day in hell.

I’ve taken more meds than this in my lifetime.

I’m still insane and searching for the right feeling of fine.

 

A Good and Vivacious Attitude people Covet–For A Faith in God (Unshakable) People kill. September 21, 2012

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This article has been cited by other articles in PMC.

The art of the mentally ill is the focus of great interest. There have been many books on the subject, the emergence of specialized journals, international exhibitions, and the sale of work at ever-increasing prices. The creations of mentally ill patients have been given various names, such as ‘outsider art’, ‘psychotic art’, ‘art brut’ and ‘art extraordinary’. The area has attracted psychiatrists, artists and historians.

Psychiatrists have been interested in what such art reveals about the mental state of the artist; such as, Sims1 used a picture by a psychotic patient to illustrate the cover of his textbook on psychopathology. Here art is being used as a visual demonstration of mental illness. Artists have claimed to find in the pictures of the psychotic a liberating disregard for cultural convention and orthodoxy, and have hailed these patient—artists as intrepid explorers of new artistic landscapes. Historians have been interested in several aspects of the art of asylum patients. Why was such work produced in the first place? What can it tell us about the asylum world? And, finally, why is such patient-work, which was initially considered to be artistically worthless, now held to have significant aesthetic value—a process that MacGregor2 has called ‘the discovery of the art of the insane’. These disciplines bring with them contrasting perspectives, but at the core of these discussions are two questions: Is there anything distinctive about the art created by those deemed mad? If so, is it possible to recognize and describe its distinctive features?

At the beginning of the nineteenth century, two major factors contributed to the awakening interest in the art of the insane—the Romantic movement, which identified madness as an exalted state allowing access to hidden realms; and the emergence of the asylum, which provided a place for the production of patient-art. Romanticism saw madness as a privileged condition: the madman, unrestrained by reason or by social convention, was perceived as having access to profound truths. The Romantics emphasized subjectivity and individualism, and hailed the madman as a hero, voyaging to new planes of reality. Although the equation of madness and genius originated with Plato, it was only in the nineteenth century that it became an important feature of cultural discourse3. From the proposition that the genius was a kind of madman it was logical to ask whether the mad themselves create works of genius.

The growth of the asylum and attendant rise of the psychiatric profession has been the subject of intense debate, stimulated by Michel Foucault‘s ground-breaking Madness and Civilization4. While recent scholarship has painted a complex picture, which finds evidence not only of oppression but also of humanity, it is undeniable that the asylum era witnessed the creation of large, captive and often long-term populations of the mentally disturbed. It also saw the emergence of asylum doctors, some of whom began to take an interest in the artistic productions of their patients.

PSYCHIATRISTS

Pinel, the pioneering French alienist, appears to have been the first to write about the art of the mentally ill. In his Medical Treatise on Mental Disorder or Mania, published in 1801, he made mention of two patients who drew and painted. A little later, the American Benjamin Rush wrote that the development of insanity could sometimes unearth hidden artistic talents: it could throw ‘upon its surface precious and splendid fossils, the existence of which was unknown to the proprietors of the soil in which they were buried’5. Rush was articulating what was to become a common perception—that madness carried the promise of artistic achievement. John Haslam, apothecary at the Bethlem Hospital, was probably the first clinician to reproduce patient work in his Illustrations of Madness6, which featured a drawing by James Tilly Matthews. However, Haslam reproduced the drawing to show that Matthews was mad, rather than from any aesthetic considerations.

W A F Browne, the first Superintendent of the Crichton Royal Asylum in Dumfries, was another clinician who took an interest in the art of inmates, and in 1880 he wrote an article entitled ‘Mad Artists’7. However, Browne was interested in proving his thesis that the art of the mentally disturbed was no different from that of healthy people, and he seems to have selected the more conventional pictures and ignored the stranger creations—more specifically the type of work that would nowadays be called ‘outsider art’. Browne’s emphasis on the essential normality of patients’ art addresses one of the fundamental questions in this area—namely, is there anything distinctive about the work of the mentally ill? For Browne, the answer was no.

Another nineteenth century alienist who took an interest in the art of the insane was the Italian clinician Cesare Lombroso, who collected a large amount of patient work. He outlined his views in his book The Man of Genius8. Lombroso subscribed to the theory of degeneration and saw insanity as representing an atavistic regression to an earlier more savage stage of human development. He believed that genius and insanity were closely related, and that genius was in fact a type of insanity, more specifically ‘a degenerative psychosis of the epileptoid group’. Lombroso thus approached the mad-genius controversy from the opposite side to the Romantics. Yes there was a link, he agreed, but it was not one to extol: both the madman and the genius were types of degenerate.

For his book Lombroso collected 108 patients whom he considered to show artistic tendencies. Like Benjamin Rush he noted that insanity was able ‘to transform into painters persons who have never been accustomed to handle a brush’. Lombroso examined the work of the mad, looking for distinctive features, and concluded that there were certain recognizable characteristics of insane art. These included such features as ‘eccentricity’, ‘symbolism’, ‘minuteness of detail’, ‘obscenity’, ‘uniformity’ and ‘absurdity’. Although Lombroso has often been condemned as an aesthetically blinkered clinician who embraced a now discredited theory of degeneration, his writing does suggest that, at some level, he was alive to the strange power of his patients’ art.

The first book to address the art of mental patients from an aesthetic rather than a clinical point of view was Art by the Mad9, which was published in Paris in 1907 by Paul Meunier, a psychiatrist, who wrote under the pseudonym, Marcel Reja. He saw the art of the insane as primitive in character, but unlike Lombroso he did not think the work was pathological in itself. Rather he felt that a study of such work might yield an understanding of artistic creativity in general.

In 1921, a Swiss psychiatrist Walter Morgenthaler published A Mental Patient as Artist10, about the patient, Adolf Wolfli, who has become the most cele

ted outsider artist and whose work now hangs in public galleries. Morgenthaler became acquainted with Wolfli when employed as a psychiatrist at Waldau Asylum, near Bern. Morgenthaler arranged for Wolfli to be supplied with materials such as pencils and paper, and over the years he spent long periods with Wolfli, talking to him as he worked on his pictures in his single asylum cell. Morgenthaler’s book was borne of a deep knowledge of his subject, and he made the case for taking the work of psychotic patients seriously.

Morgenthaler was influenced by the psychiatric schools of Kraepelin and Bleuler, but also by the psychiatrist-philosopher Jaspers and the art historian Worringer. Morgenthaler wished to study the origins of artistic creativity in an individual whose insanity, he contended, made these origins more visible than they would have been in a sane person.

The following year, Hans Prinzhorn, a German psychiatrist working at the Heidelberg Hospital, published the classic Artistry of the Mentally Ill11, in which he derided attempts, as exemplified by Lombroso, to search for diagnostic clues in the creations of the mad, arguing that such art should be approached as the work of individuals rather than inspected for signs of insanity. Prinzhorn’s book contained the work of ten ‘schizophrenic masters’. The use of this term signified that Prinzhorn felt that such work had aesthetic value. The ‘schizophrenic masters’, include such patient—artists as Karl Brendel, Peter Moog and August Neter (Figure 1). Having rejected an inventory of the superficial traits of insane art, Prinzhorn judged that the work of patients with schizophrenia was best characterized by a ‘disquieting feeling of strangeness’. Further, he argued that ‘We sense in our pictures the complete autistic isolation and the gruesome solipsism which far exceeds the limits of psychopathic alienation, and believe that in it we have found the essence of schizophrenic configuration.’

Figure 1

Figure 1

August Neter. Witch’s Head (Prinzhorn Collection)

Subsequent research has revealed some discrepancies in Prinzhorn’s work12. First, Prinzhorn presented a rather Romantic picture of the asylum artist, who was held to be untutored and uneducated. In fact several of the patient—artists in his collection were knowledgeable about culture and had painted before admission to the asylum. Secondly, although Prinzhorn hailed the patients with schizophrenia as the most profound and creative group, not all of the ‘masters’ were actually schizophrenic. Prinzhorn also ignored the social context in which the work was produced. By doing so, he neglected the effects of incarceration on the creation of patient-art. In addition, the view that patient—artists were indifferent to the reception of their work has proved to have been unfounded. For example, Wolfli was aware of the market for his work and produced pictures on commission13.

In 1965, Leo Navratil, an Austrian psychiatrist, published Schizophrenia and Art. Navratil held that artistic expression was a symptom of schizophrenia, and that this expression could bring about a healing process. Navratil described four main features—formalization; deformation; use of symbols; and a tendency to impose facial interpretations on shapes14. Subsequently, Navratil set up an Artists’ House in the grounds of the psychiatric hospital at Gugging, near Vienna. This venture has given rise to several patient—artists, such as Johann Hauser and August Walla.

ARTISTS AND ART CRITICS

Before the twentieth century, several artists such as Hogarth, Goya, Géricault and Fuseli had taken an interest in the insane, though mainly as subject matter for their painting. It was really in the early 1900s that the art of the mentally ill began to attract the artistic community. This interest should be seen in the general context of a dissaffection with established western culture and a search for new modes of expression. Artists looked to so-called primitive cultures, to the art of children, and, of course, to the art of the mad. For example, Paul Klee, like many Expressionists, was greatly influenced by Prinzhorn’s book. He wrote:

‘In our own time worlds have opened up which not everybody can see into, although they too are part of nature. Perhaps it’s really true that only children, madmen and savages see into them’2.

Max Ernst was also intrigued by the art of the insane, and his work clearly reflects its influence. Ernst was probably responsible for introducing Prinzhorn’s book into French Surrealist circles, where it created a profound impression. Inspired by the writings of Sigmund Freud, the Surrealists wished to explore the unconscious, and saw dreams, automatic writing and madness as a means of entering this dark and disturbing territory. They regarded madness as a state of absolute freedom—a state in which bourgeois law had no jurisdiction. Madmen were perceived to have broken free from the cage of reason and logic. As the poet, Paul Éluard wrote:

‘We who love them understand that the insane refuse to be cured. We know well that it is we who are locked up when the asylum door is shut: the prison is outside the asylum, liberty is to be found inside’2.

In the first Surrealist Manifesto, André Breton, the leading theorist of the movement, wrote:

‘The confidences of madmen: I would spend my life in provoking them. They are people of a scrupulous honesty, and whose innocence is equalled only by mine. Columbus had to sail with madmen to discover America’15.

A few years later, Breton published an autobiographical novel, Nadja, in which he described his real-life encounter with a young woman who was descending into psychosis. Here he did indeed provoke the confidences of the mad. The young woman, the eponymous Nadja, formed a relationship with Breton during which she became mentally more disturbed, ultimately being admitted to an asylum. In her last weeks with Breton she completed a series of drawings, some of which were reproduced in the novel. Breton acknowledged that he may have played a part in precipitating Nadja’s breakdown. He did not visit her in the asylum, and instead railed against the psychiatric system. Polizzotti16 is surely right when he suggests that Breton’s anger was fuelled by his personal guilt over Nadja’s predicament. Breton’s novel can be read as a collision between an intellectual theory of madness and the actual experience of the sufferer.

http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC1282252/

love the concept of freedom; but clearly a bigger concept over shadows it, like the landscape confirms with the dark and the vague background.
 

Green MarblesYo… September 7, 2012

Green MarblesYo…. Please read this entry which I wrote during my dad’s first brain surgery. Now, on his third, I’m accepting that this tumor is like superman, but I pray for God’s will. Good orderly Direction. Thank you.

 

CRS August 11, 2012

I’m horrified that I arrived home with the excitement of a girl holding the secret to the perfect movie, and all the action to surfeit disclosure depended on me inserting this disk dohickee into the greedy, hungry slot of the extraexperimental machine beneath my TV in a wooden slot:it lives there. When I sung out in chords never received by the ambience of our little homepad the safe arrival of my jewel to my cohort in life he sung back in a b flat tenor: we saw that movie. I try to recall the plot (twists?) or god it sucked asscubes, but the medication for my migraines, though I stopped it a week ago, still not only keeps my shit out of my ass stupid it also has a lagging effect of making it deeper too.

Not even my dog can pull me out of this fast enough, Miraculax?

 

 
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