Visiting the University of Edinburgh’s Anatomy Museum was
interesting if not a little unnerving for someone who doesn’t usually draw
amongst brains and skeletons. I found the change refreshing and it gave me the
opportunity to broaden my mind towards my anatomy project. Whilst in the
presence of juvenile skeletons and partially decomposed heads, it was a stark
reminder of mortality and what is to come. I found the reactions of myself and
my classmates interesting, some weren’t phased whereas others like myself
grimaced. It made me wonder why I found it disturbing. I have always had a
phobia about death and all things related to it, which in essence involves the
human body and how it works. I contradict myself however as I thrive off gory
films and all things sinister, perhaps that’s where my anxiety has derived
from. I used to suffer severely from panic attacks; anything from driving past
my local Toys ‘R’ Us to watching Tarzan used to trigger them. As I have gotten
older I have learnt to control my thoughts however sometimes it is inevitable.
All these thoughts and reflections reminded me of the poet Emily Dickinson. It gave
me the idea to incorporate her literature alongside my work as I am very fond
of her and she can relate. I am looking forward to the next museum visit.
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