RFKinNj1978, thanks for a much needed laugh, your comment had me roaring!!
"And when I'm naughty and answer back and sass, I'm Mama's little devil and Papa says I've got the brass".
Wow. My legs just got all weak feeling looking at this. I'm not afraid of heights, but leaning over a building like this scares the snot out of me. *eek* Great picture though!
It just goes to show that even people deemed "mentally unstable" were actually very creative and brilliant individuals. Heck, I wouldn't have thought to make the box a camera, so I have to give a lot of credit to whomever painted this.
Lynne, I've been coming here for some time and I read each and every comment on each picture and I think you guys are hilarious!
Although Motts work is brilliant in itself, it wouldn't be quite as humorous if you guys didn't post here. I say, forget the haters and keep making hysterical comments about soap dispensers and lone chairs. I think you guys rock!
Because of their small size even a small amount of plasma from another subject from a rock hyrax to an elephant would have a great deal of effect on it. Witch is to say a small amount of human plasma injected ino another human might not like, blood donating for example. Whether or not blood from a "mentally diseased" human injected into a human with a normal working brain probably would not make a difference but you never know. This kind of stuff may go back to the nazi "scientists" and their "experiments" (and i use that term lightly). Wether or not they kept records of what they is unknown to me.
I hate to be redundant, but yeah, those big buildings around Exit 56 are not KPPC. KPPC is no where near the LIE.
I am actually writing an essay at this moment on the importance of keeping the memory of abandoned institutions alive.
It was funny, over Christmas holiday my mother-in-law was telling me about how she got lost in this strange place with these giant red and white brick buildings with boarded-up windows. She was not to happy to find out that she was on the grounds of an abandoned asylum.
Many kudos to those of you who work helping the mentally disabled and who get up and care every day! I know I sure couldn't deal with it; I have trouble dealing socially with "normal" people as it is, heh.