Sunday, September 1, 2013
Waiting in the examining room of my hospital, I observed the bizarre juxtapositions of objects around me. Upon closer inspection, I saw the room was not sterile but grimy, the furniture, as well. The fluorescent lighting made everything slightly green, slightly cyan.
The Cheery and the Clinical chafed against each other on the greyish walls. Words on posters deflected one's gaze from biohazards and apparatuses. A colorful print depicted far away scenes, suggesting a beauty and serenity well out of reach.
A hospital's approach to sickness is akin to the government's approach to conflict; they employ euphemisms and assurances as diversions, I thought.
Doctors, like teachers, are the foot soldiers, neither of them Administrators of Very Big Business.
I used my cell phone camera and its drawing apps to fill the time and my mind, to make Hospitalscapes.