Showing posts with label museum. Show all posts
Showing posts with label museum. Show all posts

Saturday, October 31, 2015

Siriraj Medical Museum - Halloween 2015

The post today is definitely not for the faint of heart nor for people who might have their bosses standing right behind them while they are perusing my blog instead of working.  The pictures that I feature will be both intense and somewhat disturbing.  I feel that I need to put that as a warning first due to the fact that I do not believe in scaring people for fun or insulting people who might take offense with seeing morbid photos.  

I am sitting here on Halloween night after spending a day with my friend wandering around Bangkok, trying to figure out how to write this post.  As it is quite normal for us to find ourselves in random places and situations, today started out quite normal and then took a sharp turn towards the surreal.  I am quite certain that there is a reason that the museum seems to be a bit off the beaten path, but does not seem to hurting for visitors.  

I started writing this blog post with the hope of explaining one of the more surreal museums that I have experienced.  I ate some food, poured a glass of wine, and now am going to attempt to write about elephantiasis, birth defects, and corpses leaking their excess fluids and fats into drip pans.


I am going to put that picture of puppies right there because you might need it later.  Hope it helps

After walking up an unassuming staircase, We found ourselves on the second floor of a very unassuming building.  A quick foreign pricing of 200 baht paid to the very nice person with passable English got us admission and a stern warning against using cameras.  As I spent last weekend getting yelled at by a security guard, I decided to not push it two weeks in a row and have just decided that Google images will provide my pictures for this blog post.  

After the stern warning, we walked in and were face to many small faces.  The medical museum has many different sames of tissues, bone structures, organs, and varying arrays of other anatomical displays.  All of these items are suspended in a gel of some kind. They also have many young children who passed and were donated to science so that people could study the medical deformities that caused them to prematurely die. 

Please note that while they are on display, I can honestly say that it is by no means done in a distasteful way.  The interesting thing is that many even have toys that have been left by museum patrons in front of their shelf.  


The other displays feature some extremely difficult to understand (for myself at least) birth defects and anomalies.  


This room shocked us quite a bit to say the least.  It was not that it was a bad thing to see, it was just not something that we were expecting.  Even though I had seen pictures of the inside of the museum before we entered, I don't think that I was prepared to see the sheer scope and magnitude of the collection of bodies and organs on display.  

They had exhibits on just about everything that you could think of, hearts with different issues, lungs with cancer, intestines of people who had been poisoned, livers of people who had been shot or run over, etc.  

There were also testicles that were the size of basketballs or bigger.  Literally, basketballs.  



If there was a way for someone to die, they probably had the trauma to the organ on display in the museum.


I felt like it was about time to add a kitten to the post.  Trust me, you will continue to need this for a while.

After this display, we moved over to the forensic pathology display, which featured criminals, different victims, and a special display on the massive tsunami that hit Thailand.  

I thought the tsunami exhibit did a great job of explaining how they identified different victims of the tsunami and had a great display of the triage process and what various wounds looked like.  


I also know that most people in a tsunami do not die of drowning but of blunt force trauma.  I did not know this until today... Guess that is a plus...

The forensic display was intense to say the least.  I had honestly thought that the different birth defects display would be the room that stuck with me the rest of the day, but I can honestly say it was not the case.  

Walking down the main entry into the forensic display allows you to see different skulls and short explanations of the wounds that were caused to them.  


As this is a region that has known a share of violence in the last few decades, there were accidents featured ranging from car crashes to murders to more war-related injuries.  Each small display would have a picture from the autopsy, a description of what happened, and then any human remains that were important to the case. 

There were many images ranging from suicides by laceration to grenade attacks.  


Time for another puppy I think


Now the exhibit that I had heard the most about was the one featuring the full bodies, two of criminals and one that was just naturally mummified.  I am not going to try and explain what the criminals did, but suffice it to say that one was a cannibal and the other was not-so-good either

While I had become accustomed to the different bodies on display, the thing that got me on this set of displays was the drip-pans.  


The pans at the feet of those displays were either filled with paper towels or a greasy grey substance that looked a lot like the fat that collects on soups and stews after it cools down.

Yes, I just ruined soup for you.

Here is another kitten.


See, I gave you four kittens, try to forgive me.

Now those pans seemed to be cleaned quite a bit, which meant that the bodies were continually leaking their fats and fluids.  

Most of the doors were also just held in place with tape.  Yes the bodies were secured inside of the glasses cases, but without the scotch tape and wire, they would have just fallen out on the floor.  

Just wow.

I also must admit that I did learn a lot during this trip to the museum about human anatomy.  While I have seen trauma before, most of the time it was in the capacity as someone who was trying to not let the person die.  I have had little or no chance to actually take time and peer into what a body looks like on the inside.  I realize that museums like this are not for the squeamish among us, but they sure are great learning opportunities.  


Let's just end this post with two frolicking puppies.


From Bangkok, Thailand to wherever you are reading this from, Happy Halloween everyone.  

Friday, April 17, 2015

School of Athens

Out of all of the artwork that I was able to see on my trip to Rome, the little known painting that sits just outside the Sistine Chapel is my favorite.  Most people on their pilgrimage to the Sistine walk right past it, and continue on to the small room that has a pretty fancy ceiling.  Little do those people know that the fresco and paint that they walked past is probably one of the finest examples of inclusion in the Catholic Church.  

Besides the fact that I am a math teacher and pretty much anyone who was anyone appeared in this painting, the most amazing part is that it was commissioned by the Catholic Church, which was not known at the time for being a very accepting place for anyone who was not white, male, and rich.  If you did not happen to fit into that category, you were very much a second class citizen within your own religion.  Times have changed of course, but that is why I love this painting so much, it was centuries beyond the paradigm of the day.

Take a look at the photo, see if you can notice the subtle diversity:


Look Closely
Photo Credit 1

Is that a brown guy talking to a white chick in the lower-left of the picture?  Check it out.  See that moody guy sitting there on the desk or whatever?  Look to his left.  Brown guy and a white chick.  Awesome.  Wow, also check out the archway on the right side.  More brown guys!  Way to go Catholics!

This was the early 1500's.  The Arab world had created math and pretty much everything else worth living for centuries earlier than most of the Western World, but of course very few Westerners were willing to acknowledge that in any way whatsoever. 

Not Raphael.  Homie don't play that.  In a time of crusty white people pretty much ruling anything God/Government - he threw an awesome display of diversity right down the street from the seat of power. Talk about a rebel.  Makes Banksy seem kinda like a poser.

Hypatia was so Bad Ass!
Photo Credit 2


Friday, April 10, 2015

Apollo and Daphne

Apollo and Daphne is the most beautiful freakin' statue you will ever see in your life.  When I am rich and conquer the world, this is going to be the center piece in my garden.  There will also most likely be a herd of alpacas, but that is just so my wife is happy as well.  They just better not freakin' touch my Apollo and Daphne statue.  Or else.  Alpaca Burgers.  

The Borghese Gallery is an amazing place to stumble across while walking through some park in the middle of Rome.  Of course there are plenty of signs around it point to the rather lovely villa, but as I am not known for paying much attention to directions, we just stumbled across it.  We also got lucky and scored some cheap unused tickets to an entrance time that just happened to be starting right when we got there.  On top of that, we ran into some art grad student from Georgia who felt like giving us a tour because we also spoke English and were happy to listen to her explain some random thesis that she was writing.  Hell yeah for being good listeners.  She was also pretty cute, but that is neither here nor there. 

After getting quite bored with having each and every nuance explained, I stumbled across this beautiful work of art.  Apollo and Daphne happens to be my second favorite work of art, and it was just happenstance that it was in the very museum that I wandered into.  If you have not noticed a theme in my traveling, it is that I rarely am able to do the right research before I take off to a new location.  So much for planning.

Beautiful
Photo Credit 1

From one vantage point, Apollo and Daphne looks like two lovers, running through a field.  From the complete opposite side it shows Apollo and a tree.  I have never seen a sculpture that looks as lifelike and passionate as this one.  It is so real, that Apollo has fine hair on his legs, and you would expect the sculpture to feel warm to the touch.  

Sadly, it was not warm to the touch.  Thankfully there were no security guards in the room.

Photo Credit 1: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apollo_and_Daphne#/media/File:ApolloAndDaphne.JPG 

More Freakin' Body Parts

So, while I was in Rome, my compatriots and I stumbled across a few museums that featured some pretty awesome statues, and some were free.  Score!  Never underestimate my desire to travel cheaply and see random carved things.  Of course, I was lucky enough to stumble across some amazing works that must have been famous back in the day, but that is neither here nor there with me.  I am not one who really cares about how famous a work of art is, more interested in just seeing it and learning about it later.  I guess you can say that I travel a bit backwards, but it works for me.

Of course, one of the museums did house my third favorite work of art.  Unfortunately this was not one of the free museums, but you cannot win them all, right?  I know there is some amazing back-story to it, something about it being found in pieces by a farmer and how it is a family that the gods chose to smite - but just admit it, it looks cool.

Notice the Lack of Naughty Bits

There is no way to convey just how powerful the face of the father is in this statue.  When you are standing below the statue, there is a sense of panic and terror.  The look on his face is beyond lifelike.  You want to reach out and touch the skin because you expect it to be warm to the touch, but are somewhat scared that it might be cold with death.  It is a weird mix of emotions.

The other museum that we stumbled into that day looked more like an art class project on body parts.  It was honestly a bit awkward.  Bit of torso here, some toes there, it was like something out of a Renaissance slasher film.  

Make them beefy biceps

I call this one "Giant Picking His Nose"

Tough Actin' Tinactin 

Of course, all of these pale in comparison to my two favorite works of art, Apollo and Daphne, and The School of Athens, but those will be saved for another day.