mental health

Visit to Melbourne

by Cellobella on Sunday, November 29, 2009 · 2 comments

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The other weekend I dropped into Melbourne on my way to a conference to see my newest niece and drop in a Christmas present.

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Here she is with my soon-to-be sister-in-law.

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Isn’t she adorable! Well… they both are.

And I reckon my brother is pretty cute too.

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My brother was recently on telly, featured in an Arts documentary called The Wall.

The Wall was a grey wall surrounding an outdoor area at a local mental health hospital.

Now, it looks like this:

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My brother took his family and I along to see it in person.

It was the first time we had seen it in the flesh… well obviously my brother had because he was the consulting artist but the rest of us hadn’t seen it other than on film.

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Close up it is very bright!

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This is my favourite bit.

The design has a river running through it which kind of ties the whole piece together.

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The designs were developed by out-patients at the clinic (I think they were outpatients) and then the group painted the wall – with direction and help from my brother who firstly transferred their designs and then helped them do the painting.

There is already some graffiti:

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This is on a door that leads to the outside.

I’m not sure but I think my brother thought it rather added to the project.

Interestingly a painting of two kids skipping rope was painted over as the images distressed some of the patients.

It is a magical design.

I felt privileged to see it.

A mental health day

by Cellobella on Wednesday, July 1, 2009 · 6 comments

Today I decided I needed a mental health day.

It was going to be a reasonably quiet day at work, I had plenty of rec leave up my sleeve and a very understanding boss.

A form tomorrow and a sigh of relief.

I had a few things to do.

I’m making a little slideshow for my mum’s 70th birthday.

How gorgeous is my mum?

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There’s something about the sixties… so glamourous.

I love the headbands, the pointy shoes, the gloves, the hats.

In the morning I met the lady who is coming to clean our house.  We’ve been doing our own cleaning but with both of us working full time and a recommended cleaner available, I thought it was time to say yes.

OMG our house is disgusting!

I thought it was relatively clean – we had cleaned on Saturday – but no.

It seems that some people are gifted in that department.  I am not one of them.

Then I had to go over to Mum’s house to pick up some more photos… which enabled me to have another cuddle with my new niece and score some salad for lunch.

Afterward I played with the photos before leaving to pick up my kids from school – a rare treat.

I actually thought I was supposed to be having parent-teacher meetings but that’s tomorrow.

At the end of the day I feel as if I have been on holiday for a week.

So relaxed.  Nice clean house.  And organised for Mum’s birthday… with the small exception of the present. *worried look*

I think the idea of regular mental health days is a winner.  :)

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A Spot of Bother

by Cellobella on Saturday, August 18, 2007

By Mark Haddon, author of bestseller The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time.

A Spot of Bother is a story of ordinary people. George, in his sixties has retired, his wife, Jean is having an affair. Their daughter Katie is marrying someone they don’t particularly like and their son Jamie is homosexual, which they are having difficulty coming to terms with.

George has mental health problems which are manifesting. He is convinced a spot of eczema is cancer and that trips him out. Katie doesn’t know if she loves Rae or not, Jamie can’t tell his boyfriend he loves him. And Jean is wrestling with her conscious over the affair.

It’s a charming novel. A little sad. A little bit funny.

What I love about Mark’s writing is that he gets inside the heads of his characters so well you feel what they do. You are there inside George’s head as he slowly goes up the wall and it feels like a true insight.

It’s not a hard read, perhaps not for kiddies if you’re concerned about sex scenes, but it is a thought provoking one.

And surprisingly, quite the page-turner.

Beatnic Baby

by Cellobella on Friday, March 2, 2007

Loved this post by Beatnic.

A ten year old child genius in conversation with a Professor of Philosophy:

Professor: “If you had to lose only one, would it be logic or emotion?”

Child genius (without hesitation): “Emotion, because then I wouldn’t feel unhappy.”

Professor: “Ah, but you wouldn’t feel happy either.”

Child genius: “Yes, but I wouldn’t care.”

A side point: Manic-depressives sometimes choose not to take their medicine because while it stops them being depressed, it also stops the incredible highs…