Showing posts with label art therapy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art therapy. Show all posts

Monday, September 22, 2014

with a roach on top


cafeteria fruit cocktail with a roach on top
postcard


Canned Fruit Cocktail:  Normally edible - I hadn't eaten this sort of thing in years.  I prefer to butcher a fresh pineapple.

The saddest thing was parts-is-parts-breaded-and-fried.  Chickens (I assume) should not live to die and be turned into this clusterf*ck of a meat product.
I have been a pescatarian since I was 27, for over a decade.  Before that, I was a strict, dairy-free vegetarian for a decade.  I think people should have a choice in their diets, but I do not think anyone should eat the low grade food described above.

Every mealtime, in December 2012 at Alliance Health Center, I looked forward to see what was hiding beneath the lid of the gigantic food tray labeled with my name.  For some reason these food trays are over 2 foot wide, making it an exercise in strength training for the smallest version of me to carry to my room.  The only joy came twice during my stay:  banana pudding.  There were real bananas!  
I craved avocados for weeks.  I fantasized eating avocado sushi.  I just wanted simple, recognizable food.

The cockroach just happened to be inside a closed-lid food tray, the main meal after my mother attempted to explain her version of my diet to the kitchen and the dietician met with me without a notepad to take notes.  Coincidence?  Sure, why not?  It's the South; roaches are part of life.
Curiously, every single tray is marked with a slip of paper with your name and a whole long list of optional diets that I assume the kitchen offers to someone?  I'm sure they honor a diabetic diet, at least.

Regular
Diabetic
Cardiac
Vegetarian
Dairy-Free


Anyway, anyone else have a childhood into adulthood dislike of jello?

Friday, June 27, 2014

Post from January 14, 2013 - December 2012 Drawings: Batch 5 of 5

trying to remember mom's eyes

craving easter chocolate

what I think I looked like when I was younger

I went to this bizarre Christmas performance by a choir from Philadelphia, Misssissippi.  I swear I was trapped inside of a John Waters movie for at least an hour.

severely dehydrated

arm, gear and kaleidoscope

girl lost in a "health center"

giving color

giving joy


weary eyes

Posting from January 13, 2013 - December 2012 Drawings: Batch 4 of 5

left-handed figure drawing

chairs and jewelry

french tablecloth

feigning sleep

emerald city

panic




age 37

Posting from January 12, 2013 - December 2012 Drawings: Batch 3 of 5


remembering lantana

sun and sea


cocoon

his eye

brown warrior

strength

water foul and venomous snake


Posting from January 11, 2013 - December 2012 Drawings: Batch 2 of 5

The crayons I drew with had the colors written in 3 languages on the each wrapper.  I practiced my Spanish and French colors.

stretching

wedding flowers with daffodils in profile

tiger lily and iris

dance

malnutrition

bluettes in spring

etruscan cat

young leaves

narcissus

yellow flowers

Posting from January 10, 2013 - December 2012 Drawings: Batch 1 of 5

When I was living in a place I sometimes call  A Deeper Level of Purgatory, I did lots of drawings to help comfort myself.

Faceted Glass Christmas Ornament




Sol


speeding past evergreens

fibonacci

thistle