March 22, 2016 - Eating Disorder Conference Perth
Art by Shaun Tan.
Hope & Healing
An eating disorders conference will be held next week, 29-30th March, at the Esplanade Hotel Fremantle for professionals, family members, carers and consumers. Registrations close tomorrow. See information here. Or phone 9340 7711. Organised by the Child & Adolescent Mental Health Service Eating Disorders Program & Bridges Eating Disorders Association of WA.
I will be presenting ‘Hope & Healing Through Art & Stories’ at 11am on the Wednesday. Previous posts relating to eating disorders on Black Dog here. Catch last nights Australian Story, ‘The Beauty Myth’, changing our ideas on beauty and body image, on ABC Iview here.
October 14, 2015 - A Date With Use-By
Imagine….if who we are is molded from what we’ve been fed – and all of that had a use-by date. So who is it you want to be now? From Clunk & Jam book. See also, Army of Ink Dump, Dump, Dump, about dumping self defeating habits. This Rose and Who Holds The Mirror.
September 30, 2015 - Army Of Ink Baring Souls
From ‘Rock The Boat’ book. See post below for a story about change.
Footnote: This little girl arrived many years ago however, due to the Black Dog website being ‘broken into’, I’m still finding and restoring some of the girls who went missing. Image also used for Body Image and Eating Disorders Awareness Week back in 2008 here. Pass her on because…. it’s very important to be the pioneers of our own lives – and to be prospective about our possible future and future selves.
August 26, 2015 - Girl Disappearing
“My self destructive side, had grown a mile wide.”
Saw this movie (documentary) recently about Amy Winehouse. The heart could not help sink as you watch this brilliant, sure footed, upright, gutsy young women disintegrate. I was left with one question—where were all the good men? Where were all the ‘good men’ within her management who said ‘No’ to her exploitation. ‘No’ to the fans who wanted more when she had all but a thread of Amy left. Said ‘No’ to the touring she was physically and mentally unfit to do. Where were the good men in her band and in the audience who said ‘No, this is not right’ and saved her from the humiliation of being plopped on stage only to crumble, unable to perform before adoring fans who perhaps also should have said ‘No’. Where were the good men among the paparazzi who said, ‘No. We can’t continue to hunt her down like a pack of wild animals.’ Where were the good men (and women) who refused to buy the magazines that kept the paparazzi feeding on her. If we don’t learn something from this, and it doesn’t inspire us to question and challenge popular culture and our part in it, then we’ll continue to lose more Amy’s. If only she could have been given the space, time and encouragement by those around her to find peace in life – and mend from all that fuelled her self destructive side.