2010

I've not developed any photos from the year yet. Should get some pretty soon.

protest, despair and detachment

attachment

attachment


cuddles conquer cookies

(pictures) of goats and men

Got a few photos of the above, looking through just now. Don't know how I feel about putting pictures up of people who haven't given their permission to share on the internet (nor were they asked) and as a guilty consequence I can't put the goat ones up either.

a mist

A very short walk with photos to prove it, winter last year.

feet and hands

crunch

On another walk from the same Keralan Village I came across a place, a junk attic really selling pieces at extortionate prices which tempted me to steal. Instead I photographed, but I wished I'd picked up these lenses;

lines

more dereliction

indian textures

When in Kerala I stopped in a tourist town rather longer than I had too. This meant I met a lovely Parisian once and an Icelandic of course musical family twice, who were incidentally escaping financial crisis back home. I also met some goats who I photographed and as always some opportunistic young males. One day I took a stroll into the local fishing town and took some ok photos.

I like derelict places.

charcot

did alot of things

one was to describe hysteria

"that famous picture"

jab her in the ovaries - that'll make her mad

somatization

Whilst trying not to overindulge introspective thoughts I am now posting similarly self-centred thing - what I am reading about in books, journals, internet trash.

more ears

A few years back I researched and wrote up quite a lovely essay about cochlear implants. I subsequently forgotten everything or at least almost everything and I'm trying to get my head around the language again.
Who knew energy splatter was real?

I've been complementing the reading with Aphex twin / alarm will sound which focusses me. Either that or I listen when I am particularly focussed/ engrossed. Chicken/egg.

Energy splatter = "the spreading of spectral energy over frequency" - Introduction to the psychology of hearing, Brian CJ Moore.


In addition, I've began to become very distractable again, which is infuriating. I have spent 2 years at least waiting for Neurology/Psychiatry teaching and now not paid an enormous amount of attention to it.

Onwards.

image from sickkids.ca

back

I've been inspired to write a blog after years of sporadic diary writing and recent stalking of friends online publications. I have thoughts that I become quickly proud of and I'd like to have a legible record of them, if only for my own personal reflection. I imagine reading again quite soon and awkwardly wishing away those who have read it. However, I'll write.

brains

Brains.