then i picked up the spans and photos of my brain that i'd had done. i'm pretty excited about those - how many people can actually say that they've got pictures of the stuff inside their brain!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
two
went to see the neurosurgeon this morning. she's a sweet lady with wispy blond curls and bejeweled square-frame glasses. she suggested that i'd probably need one instance of radiotherapy to treat the stray blood vessels in my brain.
one
every artistic endeavour should begin with a reminder of what inspired us to be artistic in the first place. for me, it was two separate events:
+ the first was studying modernist art in year 9 visual arts classes, and feeling absolutely elated when i was face-to-face with a real monet (not this one) in london later that year.
+ the second was a a couple of months ago when i discovered michel foucault's works on discourse, power and the battle for truth. hence, the title for my blog - foucault has either brainwashed me, or eloquently persuaded me that everything is socially constructed, even myself.
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