Posts tagged ‘deformity’

October 31, 2013

Claws

It started at the fingers and grew.

More changed than grew, she said.

The cuticles spreading up out over blunt nails

thick cracked and callous and she tried to bite it but made it hard, dry as tree bark.

Each cut made a scab, each scab

a wave, raised and spreading –

 

she chased the new breaks with fingers swollen to claws

cracked skin showing liquid flesh

that leaked out and set black on her shell –

 

Every scar she had filled out to white blisters more like bone

busting out in flowers shouting everything she’d tried to hide –

 

I did that when I was afraid in a dream, to make it fade.

Did that when you were next to me in case you’d see.

That because I wanted more than black court shoes to say you’d gone:

I made  a seam to break the paint-thin layer of skin –

 

Joints shift with slow juts of movement,

nudge by creaking nudge;

raw air that seals like a cautery.

the back splinters as she curls herself closed to a pinpoint

the centre of the snail’s spiral

the numbness of fossil and bone.

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Pumpkin

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Lydia Allison our ‘Writer In Residence’ for the month of October.

..and a new Halloween Monster !

‘I often just write what I feel. I have a real interest in physicality/beauty/deformity as I think image impacts on everyone.  I’m particularly interested in how people see themselves and how that influences their appearance or physicality subconsciously/metaphorically in terms of their feeling or actively by self harm/eating disorders. And I’m interested in perceptions of beauty and body dysmorphia’.

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Happy Halloween Everyone!

And to celebrate we’re not only offering you Lydia’s final poem focusing on deformation, specially written to pull the project together but also a new monster formed out of all the  poem illustrations by the artists involved in this project who have been inspired by Lydia’s poems.  You probably  haven’t seen anything like it before! This has been created by Sara Mena (you can see the image she…

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October 24, 2013

scars

like lapped scum from waves

fish scales the shape of nails digging flesh

 

soft grey of freed blood

fractured veins

lightless shadow under skin

 

weight of sleep and sheets

a mercury circle of brine slides from one eye

to the other

 

swollen face of a stranger

empty body full of colour

 

she carves her fingers over arms

brands them with raised lines

like child’s writing

white on pink

fake letters printed on raw skin

 

tiny dots of red ink leak to the surface

beading miniature eyes

that she wipes with her palm

pushing hard where it stings

then stops.

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Deformity

 Lydia Allison our ‘Writer In Residence’ for the month of October.

..and the ever-changing Halloween Monster !

‘I often just write what I feel. I have a real interest in physicality/beauty/deformity as I think image impacts on everyone.  I’m particularly interested in how people see themselves and how that influences their appearance or physicality subconsciously/metaphorically in terms of their feeling or actively by self harm/eating disorders. And I’m interested in perceptions of beauty and body dysmorphia’.

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Here’s the fourth of five poems on deformation by Lydia Allison illustrated this week by artist Sara Mena.  You’ll also find the third instalment of our ever-morphing, dastardly collaborative monster. This drawing is being collectively produced and passed from artist-to artist week-by-week- all contributing to one image.

The artists collaborating in Lydia’s project alongside Sara have been Gary Caldwell (whose art work went out in our first post here) and Amanda Santos

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October 16, 2013

Cauliflower Heart

You see them, don’t you?

These little scars just below

where my bra sits?

In the right light they shine like new

You noticed my fingers

blackened at the tips

nails hard

feeling gone

 

I know, I’m trying not to slouch, but

can’t you see the ropes?

Woven thick

and reaching

down?

All these tendons from tired knee

to toe are old rubber bands

I can’t reach any more

stretch          leap          fall

best foot worn

 

these stitches run like ladders pulling holes

but not everyone can see like you

they see: red wine purple teeth

cheshire cat grin

 

but not the split fruit skin,

and under it all

the hard tissue grows.

 

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Deformity

 Lydia Allison our ‘Writer In Residence’ for the month of October.

..and the ever-changing Halloween Monster!

‘I often just write what I feel. I have a real interest in physicality/beauty/deformity as I think image impacts on everyone.  I’m particularly interested in how people see themselves and how that influences their appearance or physicality subconsciously/metaphorically in terms of their feeling or actively by self harm/eating disorders. And I’m interested in perceptions of beauty and body dysmorphia’.

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Here’s the third of five poems on deformation by Lydia Allison illustrated this week by artist Diana Probst (See her biography below). You’ll also find the third instalment of our ever-morphing, dastardly collaborative monster. This drawing is being collectively produced and passed from artist-to artist week-by-week- all contributing to one image.

The artists collaborating in Lydia’s project alongside Diana are Gary Caldwell (whose art work went out in our first post here) and 

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October 10, 2013

blood gold

it drags the veins as it flushes and trudges

heavy and sludgy, it reminds you

of energy and time and waste

 

it weighs

and stretches the fibres

the skin

until she is numb

and unable to see

the leaves that shimmered

now gather around the rich tree root trunk of her heart

like cholesterol snagging in corners

and shutting valves like doors.

 

the key

a bright speck that navigates the brain

or abides in the green retina of the left eye

he noticed once

 

and hurts? can you not know?

 

it hurts

it makes her shine

and now it pools

a small dam low

in her chest

 

it pools

small sac by sac

so when she breathes

it’s cold and half dead

and tastes

like blood

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Deformity

 Lydia Allison our ‘Writer In Residence’ for the month of October.

..and the ever-changing Halloween Monster!

‘I often just write what I feel. I have a real interest in physicality/beauty/deformity as I think image impacts on everyone.  I’m particularly interested in how people see themselves and how that influences their appearance or physicality subconsciously/metaphorically in terms of their feeling or actively by self harm/eating disorders. And I’m interested in perceptions of beauty and body dysmorphia’.

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Here’s the second of five poems on deformation by Lydia Allison illustrated by emerging Artist Amanda Santos (See her biography below), and the second instalment of our ever-morphing, dastardly collaborative monster. This drawing is being  collaboratively produced and passed from artist-to artist week-by-week all contributing to one image.

The artists collaborating in Lydia’s project alongside Amanda are Gary Caldwell (whose work went out in our first post here) and Diana Probst and Sara Mena…

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October 1, 2013

Most people start with the skin

like back-washing a canvas

it is much easier to go brighter

or darker.

Try to remain as plain and smooth

as possible – make yourself

not like yourself

– do you want to stick out?

 

If they can tell you’re flesh and fibres

that you have pores

you sweat

think

eat mayonnaise

you have lost.

 

Learn to laugh

right

and to smile

right

how to talk

eat

who to like

OK

what to say

OK

 

and once you are there

consider all of them

consider yourself

disguised.

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Deformity

Introducing Lydia Allison our ‘Writer In Residence’ for the month of October.

..and The Monster!

I approached Lydia a while ago proposing that she could maybe take up a month long residency on ArtiPeeps and to my delight she said yes! It was Lydia who then came up with the idea of focusing on notions of deformity as she had written a number of poems about it. When I asked Lydia the question, ‘why deformity?’, this is what she said about her interest:

‘I often just write what I feel. I have a real interest in physicality/beauty/deformity as I think image impacts on everyone.  I’m particularly interested in how people see themselves and how that influences their appearance or physicality subconsciously/metaphorically in terms of their feeling or actively by self harm/eating disorders. And I’m interested in perceptions of beauty and body dysmorphia’.

And this is what Lydia said about herself…

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