Changing your perspective. Sometimes when we look at the world from a different angle, it looks strange but very interesting. One of my cameras is a Nikon S10 which has a lens which can swivel around 180 degrees. Turning the direction of the lens shows me some new angles on the world.
What do you think you see here?
Archive for September, 2010
What are you looking at?
Posted in from the dark room, photography on September 18, 2010| 2 Comments »
how the world is changing
Posted in from the dark room, from the living room, life, photography on September 17, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Sensing Nature.
Posted in art, creativity, from the dark room, from the viewing room, photography, video on September 16, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Today I went to the Mori Arts Centre, on the 53rd floor of this building in Roppongi Hills….
…where there is an exhibition, entitled “Sensing Nature”. Apparently there are two words for “nature” in Japanese. The original meant “as is”, and the newer one is like the Western idea of “nature” being like “wilderness”, or “countryside”. There are installations from Yoshioka Tokujin, Shinoda Taro and Kuribayashi Takashi.
Here’s one entitled “Forest from Forest”
This is made from washi paper, and you have to stoop or crawl underneath it, and pop your head up through a hole torn in the paper forest floor.
Two of the other installations are better captured on video. Here they are
Recommended. I haven’t seen anything quite like this before.
Teach us to Sit Still
Posted in books, from the consulting room, from the reading room, health on September 15, 2010| 2 Comments »
Tim Parks’ excellent “Teach Us to Sit Still: A Sceptic’s Search for Health and Healing” was recently reviewed by one of the British Medical Journal’s Associate Editors.
By now you must be as bored as I was. And we still haven’t reached the dénouement. I don’t think that I shall be spoiling anything for anyone if I say that eventually he found that learning to meditate brought an end to the pains, although he doesn’t say whether he can pee any better.
Obviously this book wasn’t written for doctors, and I’m doubtful whether they will enjoy it much. They will have heard versions of this story many times before from their own patients whom they tried hard, but failed, to help. Indeed at one level this particular narrative is little more than a long and self absorbed account of the inner journey of a man desperately seeking meaning in and relief from chronic (but not incapacitating) symptoms, who eventually manages to find both through visipanna meditation. Yet before dismissing it entirely it’s worth remembering that the author is a successful writer and academic—one of his novels was shortlisted for the Booker prize—and probably a lot cleverer than we are.
You can tell he didn’t like it.
Having just read the book myself and found it thoroughly engaging, and thought provoking, I thought the BMJ’s review showed just what’s gone wrong with medicine with these days – doctors shouldn’t find patients’ stories boring. They shouldn’t find them irrelevant, nor should they believe that their own take on illness or health is superior to that of the person they are trying to help. What happened to compassion? When did human beings become the boring part of medicine? Interestingly, there are clues in Parks’ own text. Consider these two statements –
What’s the point of speaking when you’ve arranged to do proper clinical tests? The tests will speak for you.
and
Without evidence of organic damage pains were perhaps unimportant. At least to doctors.
I’ve had junior doctors tell me they are being taught exactly these views – that only clinical tests show the “truth” and that patients’ stories don’t matter. This doesn’t bode well for the future practice of medicine.
In fact Parks predicts the BMJ editor’s response –
Doctors had never wanted to go into detail over this, as if afraid that an exhaustive description of symptoms would mean losing themselves in a labyrinth of highly nuanced but irrelevant sensation.
But the editor is right. This is not an uncommon story. That, however, certainly does not make it boring. This is a good read. It’s an engaging and thoroughly honest, open account of a chronic problem which the best of “evidence based medicine” could do nothing to help. That too, is not an uncommon story.
Given that Tim Parks describes himself as a “skeptic” (though I think that label is much misapplied these days….seems the average “skeptic” is actually someone arrogantly convinced of the rightness of their own personal view, only doubting everybody else’s!), it’s interesting to find him saying this (comparing his mother and father’s evangelical Christian fundamentalism to their belief in modern “scientific” medicine”) –
..like doctors’ syrups, divine healing required no effort or self-knowledge on the part of the sufferer; neither my father nor mother paid much attention to their bodies.
One of the most important points he makes is –
Wasn’t it weird, in fact, the way everybody imagined that when you were ill all you had to do was go to a doctor and get yourself prescribed a medicine? How did that happen?
He’s right. How did that happen? And isn’t it weird? Health isn’t about getting a pill, and doctors don’t always know best. Trust me. I’m a doctor.
Finally, referring to John Launer’s suggestion that “MUS” should mean “Medically Unexplored Stories”, instead of “Medically Unexplained Symptoms”, the reviewer concludes –
Perhaps he’s right. If so, the moral of the story told by Parks is that intelligent, educated, and apparently rational people may think about their health and illnesses in ways that hardly begin to overlap with ours.
You know, it’s not about intelligence, education or rationalism, it’s the biotechnical doctors who have lost the plot. It’s their way of thinking which hardly begins to overlap with that of their patients, and as health is a personal and individual experience, the most important story is the patient’s one.
The path
Posted in from the dark room, life, photography on September 15, 2010| 1 Comment »
The other day I went down to the car park and here’s what I saw on the roof of the car. I tiny little creature had spent a LONG time leaving this trail……got me wondering what OUR trails would look like if we could see them…..
Caper flower
Posted in from the dark room, photography on September 5, 2010| Leave a Comment »
You’ve probably eaten capers, but have you ever seen the caper flower? Nope, neither had I, till now…..
never ceases to please me
Posted in from the dark room, photography on September 4, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Memory scents
Posted in from the dark room, from the living room, perception, photography on September 3, 2010| 2 Comments »
This large trailer of lavender was parked on the Cours in Aix, and the scent was strong well down the street. Scents embed memories deeply into our minds. What scents stimulate the strongest memories for you?
Where’s the edge?
Posted in from the dark room, photography on September 2, 2010| Leave a Comment »
I love these scenes where you can see the fingers of a cloud reaching down to touch the face of the Earth, to be able to see the rain making its way along the foothills.
Clouds are great examples of how artificial it is to reduce Nature to entities. Where IS the edge of a cloud? What size, EXACTLY, is a cloud? And even if you could answer those questions, the answer would’ve changed by the time you made your measurement.
Hooked
Posted in from the dark room, photography on September 1, 2010| Leave a Comment »











