Last week we had a “workshop” at the Clinical Education Centre to discuss the Project. An interesting mixture of people assembled: psychiatrists, a musician, historians from various disciplines, a librarian, haematologist (and one ex-haematologist). As usual, the medics did most of the talking during the discussion periods. I suppose a certain amount of “outgoing-ness” – not quite extroversion, but a carefully assembled appearance of confidence – is acquired during a clinical career, and is not necessary for the more sheltered groves of Academe. (can’t do the grave accent, sorry). Or perhaps we/they just talk too much.
Other subjects covered by the SSCs include French Empire history, films and midwifery, music and emotion, Muslim civilisation and medicine, patient narratives and empathy…..
Today I have been photographing my old life drawings in the village hall (no room at home, and besides, it’s raining so there is virtually no light). It’s also warmer than it is at home. I think I will have enough images for the basis of a short lecture on drawing/process – it just shows how important it is to hoard as much stuff as you can fit into the house. Taking the photographs was greatly assisted by the use of my father’s ancient camera tripod, manufactured before Healthandsafety came away from the workplace into consumer life. The tripod is easy to erect but tends to take off fingernails when you collapse the telescopic legs.
And now – a long afternoon processing the lens distortion out of all the images…
