I really like this picture. The colors just make me want to jump in, swirl them around, make things, play music. I guess that's a pretty good indicator that I mostly live in the right half of my brain, with occasional forays into the other side so that I can make sense of the world. I like the unexpected, the vibrant, the emotional side of life. It's all color and possibility, desire and laughter. Even the sad moments are washed in the darkest purple hues, like the sky just on the midnight edge of twilight. Oh, the structure of the left is comforting--it makes sense, helps me know where I am and where I'm going, and why. But I like scribbling over the black lines and filling in shades and adding texture to what is linear and concrete.
This week, I feel like medical school has forced me to live on the left side. And I hate it. Not the schooling itself--not what I'm learning--but the fact that I haven't found a way to make the intense days feel balanced. Instead, they are black and white words on a page, words without rhythm or rhyme, no music or flow, hour after endless hour. That's why I highlight so much, I think--trying to bring in color to make sense of patterns, to create a simple work of art that both halves can understand and, hopefully, commit to memory. Here's to hoping it works.
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That picture does "make me want to jump in, swirl them around, make things, play music." Though I am convinced that I live in my left brain. Remember the conversation we had with that one awkward guy at the picnic with the Kyle's? Could there be a certain cross over between the left and right brain that we both live in? :D
I think you will find the balance.
Also, I love this picture. I reacted in excitement to it because I just reblogged it, like, this week.
gahh i feel the same way - formal (and esp higher-level) education tends to kill creativity and suck your soul dry. but you do what you can to get out of the box.
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