Saturday, 5 March 2011

phlegmatic

After stimulus from the "Medicinal Arts" exhibit I'm reminded of the relevance of medicine and research. I've therefore approached study today with greater enthusiasm and I am trying not to hate vaginas and babies.


This is my evening view
pretty creepy


During the day it is a much more attractive sight. 

Tuesday, 15 February 2011

calm






Feeling calm after developing 6 months worth of film and it all turning out ok. The bag had been expanding and I took the risk.

Stars of the lid may be sneaking in and making me feel sentimental or unreasonably still in response to the above photos but I think they might be nice without the soundtrack too.

They look better viewed as full size.

Saturday, 12 February 2011

a day in st andrews learning how to save the world

Attended a human rights conference today - interesting and shocking facts and figures and good to gather some history (I am always disgusted how little I retain) but I am unsure what the role of a medical student is (if any)- in changing the disparity between health care allocations world wide.
I've observed a few people within the profession who seem to have the confidence that they are the missing link yet I think this is a disgusting show of ego and ignorance. Today, however had little of that character yet I don't know how much of an effect a conference with free chocolate and crisps and a fried lunch can do about that.
Cynic.

The lectures and discussions were very informative and enough to bring about some enthusiasm and debate do that is nice. And well done to those who organised.


Did go away for an hour to get a coffee from a nice wee organic (and fairtrade eh) cafe and had a wee wander of the beach. Recorded some beachy noise but my phone seems to have devoured it.

Came home to 3 consecutive bowls of mussels a la flatmate's Dad, now about to film and cuddle with another flatmate while we digest and gossip.

The most autobiographical post I've indulged in. I tend to write here very shyly but what the hell, today I am happy and I might like to write where it won't get lost on a pad of paper under my bed.


not bad samsung phone

Friday, 17 December 2010

2010

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

Thursday, 9 December 2010

(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.

Saturday, 4 December 2010

a mist

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





Monday, 29 November 2010

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.

Monday, 8 November 2010

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