Led by the fearless J.P. Vine, we stormed the old Tel Aviv harbor, armed to the teeth with sketchbooks, pens and pencils. These are the less lousy drawing I came up with. Does photoshopation add anything, or does it take away? You be the judge.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
Unfortunate circumstances have brought me to spend some hours in the hospital.
I hate hospitals. They stress me out. The neon lighting, the bland colors, the constant humming, the still quietness with the occasional cough. I saw a doctor; for the life of me, I can't understand how anyone would be willing to go through years of hard training, only to end up spending most of his waking hours in such a bleak environment. Yes, I know they're helping people and all. Perhaps I'm just not enough of an altruist.
You know what I really missed in there? Something to focus on, some points of interest for the eye to rest upon. It's all so damn repetitive! A small colorful picture here and there, an occasional plant, perhaps a cheerful decoration hanging from the ceiling – why not? It's not expensive, and I think it can do so much for the wellbeing of both patients and staff.
Or maybe I don't understand anything.