Alas, I did not help my case at all.
The very first thing my new 'friend' did upon meeting me, was to sit me down with some not-very-good finger-paintings that she had done and ask me to look at them and tell her what I saw. Some people call this the Rorschach Test, but I call it smeary shit that looks like a lot of different things depending on how drunk you are.
Anyway, here are the paintings she showed me along with my interpretations. I'm sure you'll see exactly the same things I saw because it was just all so ridiculously obvious and also I was painfully sober at the time:
One of those old-fashioned girdles from the '50s
Girl in a raincoat walking down a path between two hills. She's having the period from hell.
Two big-tittied chicks holding expensive purses and dancing together.
Man lying on his back staring up at the sky because he's fucking lazy. He also appears to have a stick up his ass.
Mothra! AUGH!!! Someone call Godzilla!
Dragon fly escaping a woman's vagina. Or maybe skimming the water. Yeah, that'd make way more sense, wouldn't it?
2 1950s era sockhop high school girls dancing, ponytails flying up in the air, pregnant bellies touching
2 bears and a pterodactyl playing poker around a campfire
2 Chinese dragons facing off in an ultimate fighting cage match. The audience is in red because China is communist.
A cow in a blue bikini top, big red shawl, yellow gloves and green stretchy pants dancing in front of the Eiffel Tower. Two women in blue wigs, yellow tops and orange pants are dancing on either side of the cow. It must be some sort of French disco for cows or something.
So anyway, there you have it. I don't see how this is any big deal, but she seemed to feel that it was very important. I also complimented her on her big boobs and giant '80s-style glasses, but on retrospection, I probably shouldn't have mentioned the ugly glasses. She's probably pretty self-concious about those.
Next week I should find out what she thought that my opinions of her paintings means on some 'deeper' level. I hope she doesn't show me any more of them, though, because to be honest, her work really sucked and it was hard for me to hide my real opinions. I don't want to hurt her feelings. She strikes me as a really lonely woman who probably doesn't get out much.
My stupid doctor who can't paint worth a shit
So anyway, what do you see when you look at the Rorschach paintings?
20 comments:
I see painted papers that were folded in half and pressed together to yield mirror images on each half of the page.
Oh, and that 5th picture looks like the bat I squished with my kitchen tongs and baking pan when I removed it from my house.
http://catch-her-in-the-wry.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-you-think-its-about-cooking-youd-be.html
Hey boet! Seems as if we suffer from the same situation...
I believe its cured by a generous portion of pie, but it only brings tempory relief...
Maybe if you caught the one above In The Wry it would help as well..
hmmm. i saw clowns in one of them. cats, bears, insects, crabs, i saw the sock-hop girls after you pointed them out.....but then again, i see faces and animals in clouds.
there are some standard answer groupings that psychologists have developed over time to assess "normal", but between you and i, some of them are a little batty also.
i think the ink-blot test works nicely alongside other diagnostics for psychological evaluation and is good where a patient is resistant to traditional testing such as mmpi (minnesota multi-phasic personality inquiry) or other multiple choice tests that require the patient to answer hundreds of questions.
tarot cards work as well, by the way.
Paintings? I think your doctor is symmetrical. In the nice way.
CatchHer, you know, I think you may be right! Damn, so she's lazy as well.
Levi, pie? Shall I tell her to "get in the kitchen and bake me some pie!" I'll bet that would make for an interesting diagnosis.
DrA, once I read about feminist psychology I pretty much wrote off the entire field as witchcraft and tea leaves. But now don't go knocking tarot cards! I can play a mean game of Solitaire with those. And when I win, people die.
XL, she does have some nice symmetry to her, I'll grant you that.
2 comments in a row from her.. I reckon her pie is already baking.. :-)
speakin of pie.. I believe we have a mutual friend.. maybe pop me a mail.. my address is on my profile.
steve baby....who could look at stupid paintings with those boobs right in front of me...
Hello...I want her. I wonder if she and I could do some body painting...Yum.
I am an artist and very good with my hands, .you know.
later sweets.
Oh and hey...congrats sweetie. YOU ROCK! Um...you know at Ute's blog.
xx
they all look like vaginas to me - athletic, promiscuous, 19 year old's vaginas.
Levi, you know CatchHer? Or who do you mean?
SpikyZ, I don't know. She does nothing for me. I guess I was having an off day. Now I'm going to have to run over to Ute's and find out what's going on.
Uni_Stephen, I like the way you think, sir.
Erm.... I see dead people.
*backs out of the room----------> *
*pokes head back in...* Oh, hai Steve! =))
Ute, hey girl, your awards post is next.
*thumbs up* Yay! =)
xx
Ute, I don't know why, perhaps because I was too lazy to change the time, but it's scheduled to post in about 45 minutes from now.
This is bullshit.
We all know the Rorschach test is nothing more than a bunch of chicks dipping their poons in paint then sitting on a sheet of paper.
Why won't anyone call their bluff...
Fingers, because we don't want them to stop?
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