HEY, Wonder Woman!
Short and sweet this week from the the hub of all things Arts and Health, where its great to welcome Dr’s Katherine Taylor and Rebecca Gordon Nesbitt into the fold and two new and exciting pieces of arts and health research. Great too, that so many of you got back to me about NW Arts and Health Research Network. I’ll arrange a date and post it on this blog very soon...and we may just have a guest speaker to kick start our meetings! The Recoverist Manifesto event I advertised earlier on the blog is all set for Wednesday evening in Liverpool and finally, I have been completely overwhelmed by the number and standard of expressions of interest to be a research artist on the Dementia and Imagination project - but seriously, no more phone-calls/emails about it - as the details made clear, we’ll be responding to EoI’s around the 28th Feb. So, the header for this week’s blog is a stunning little line from Pablo Neruda and the poem at the bottom of this page is a valentines special for melancholic lovers anywhere, who happen upon this blog.
Poignant and lyrical, Mike White shares, More Musings on Arts in Health from the Chemo Circus on the Centre for Medical Humanities blog. If you only have a few moments in your busy week to read anyone's blog ramblings, leave these pages immediately and catch up with Mike. His thoughts on arts/health are consistently provocative - his framing of these ideas through his own experiences are utterly compelling.
Women in Print: Print as an agent of change 1920-1965
Friday 7 March 2014, 10.00am-12.30pm
A morning of lively talks and debate presented by writers and academics and programmed as part of the ‘Wonder Women Radical Manchester’ season co-ordinated by the People’s History Museum, Manchester. Click on the Dorothy Shakespear below for details.
Intelligent Kindness: Culture, Compassion and Brutalisation in Healthcare
Saturday, March, 22, 2014 - 10.00 a.m. to 3.00 p.m.
Saturday, March, 22, 2014 - 10.00 a.m. to 3.00 p.m.
The title for the lecture is “Intelligent Kindness: Culture, Compassion and Brutalisation in Healthcare” and it will be presented by John Ballatt, who is the co-author of the book “Intelligent Kindness: Reforming the Culture of Healthcare”. The theme of the lecture and focus for the discussion in the large group is very topical at the moment and I am sure you would find it interesting and thought provoking. I realise that at £60, most of us won’t be able to afford this lecture, but I include it on the blog because it looks really intersting. Perhaps if you do attened it, you might write a short pargraph for this blog?
Funding for Creative Young People (UK)
IdeasTap, a non-for-profit initiative supports young creative people between 16 and 30 years of age, has announced that its Ideas Fund Innovators is open to applications. During this funding round the Ideas Fund Innovators aims to offer 20 projects £500 each (10 for those aged 16 - 22 and 10 for those aged 23 - 30) to help get them off the ground. In the past, Ideas Tap have funded everything from dance and film projects to music videos and photography collectives. Applications from any creative field will be considered. Ideas Tap are looking for projects that are inspiring, original, innovative and that Ideas Tap think you can deliver. This brief closes on the 7th February at 5pm and is open to IdeasTap members aged 16 to 30 on the closing date. Read more at http://www.ideastap.com/Opportunities/Brief/Ideas-Fund-Innovators-16-to-22-070214#Overview
Tengo hambre de tu boca
Tengo hambre de tu boca, de tu voz, de tu pelo
Tengo hambre de tu boca, de tu voz, de tu pelo
Y por las calles voy sin nutrirme, callado,
No me sostiene el pan, el alba me desquicia,
Busco el sonido líquido de tus pies en el día.
No me sostiene el pan, el alba me desquicia,
Busco el sonido líquido de tus pies en el día.
Estoy hambriento de tu risa resbalada,
De tus manos color de furioso granero,
Tengo hambre de la pálida piedra de tus uñas,
Quiero comer tu piel como una intacta almendra.
De tus manos color de furioso granero,
Tengo hambre de la pálida piedra de tus uñas,
Quiero comer tu piel como una intacta almendra.
Quiero comer el rayo quemado en tu hermosura,
La nariz soberana del arrogante rostro,
Quiero comer la sombra fugaz de tus pestañas
La nariz soberana del arrogante rostro,
Quiero comer la sombra fugaz de tus pestañas
Y hambriento vengo y voy olfateando el crepúsculo
Buscándote, buscando tu corazón caliente
Como un puma en la soledad de Quitratúe.
Buscándote, buscando tu corazón caliente
Como un puma en la soledad de Quitratúe.
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