Showing posts with label dust mite. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dust mite. Show all posts

Tuesday, 27 September 2011

ow ow immunoglobulin E





So here's this poor geezer getting savagely attacked by proteins.

The hard thing here was, having got hold of that delicious celtic knotwork of the Der p protein, not to carry on in a similar vein to make a grand schematic of how the protein interacts with everything else, using similar kinds of information. (If you want to see someone do that, and do it very beautifully, look at the great David S. Goodsell's work.) But my brief is to make pictures of how I understand or might go about reaching an understanding, rather than what I understand or might be able to understand. If I take a line out of the messy confusion of Everything, I come to some conclusions, how do I then assimilate that back into my messy conception of Everything? I want to dig into the process of this, you see, rather than presenting a product.

 And the problem is, not how you make pictures of stuff you do understand - that's just ordinary work, has a beginning middle and end and you know when you've done it -  but how you make representations which give proper acknowledgement of what you don't fully understand or know about or feel you have a poor or incomplete grasp of. Which is where all the fun is.

Well hooray for the linguistic gymnastics of paint. Here, for instance, I can use these little fluorescent dots (activity) to suggest active sites on the molecule (activity) and the itchy experience of allergy (activity). And that's the sort of thing people get very easily, without even having to think they've thought about it.




Friday, 23 September 2011

cutting edge

Torn-edge technology, as you can see. Was hoping to have all kinds of fancy electronic digital mediators for this kind of carry on by now but an unfavourable economic climate means that choices about capital investments still take place in Lidl's. (Shall I go for the broccoli today, or the milk?") I mean, it's not even proper tracing paper, it's greaseproof paper, and that, I can assure you, is no picnic.

Anyway it's probably a good thing to be thrown so heavily back upon the resources of the Body and to get the hands all sticky with imagined structures at this point, if what I'm wanting is response and narrative and filth and error and conclusion-jumping.

What I'm looking at here is this nice dust mite allergen.

Wednesday, 21 September 2011

dust mite, allergen, mast cell


What do you reckon, do you think someone might feel they just have to buy this to put up in their living room because it matches their curtains?


Sunday, 18 September 2011

sneeze sneeze dust mite


Here we are then, a pretty confection of eosinophils and basophils and dead skin cells artfully rendered in the finest quality watercolours on archival paper for your viewing delight. Didn't ruin it, did I?

I'm working up to a picture of Everything in the world, starting with an allergic reaction to Mr. Dermatophagoides pteronyssimus and keeping him at the centre of it. Why start there? Well it's as good a place as any. That's the bright Idea for today, anyway, though the Plan is actually to go only as far as apoptosis. But what hope for a person with a gluttonous and undisciplined researching style who starts off looking at changes in cell morphology caused by reactions to cysteine and somehow ends up looking at fascinating instructional videos about two-handed Fair Isle knitting?

Saturday, 17 September 2011

Hee hee dust mite

 
There. That's my day's work. Isn't he lovely.  Wanted a record of this for posteriority because I'm going to have to hide him now and that might ruin him altogether.

I must say I got fond of this gadgie the more I drew him. He performs a useful service in my life in dealing with my terrible incontinence of dead skin cells. Yes, I am allergic to dust mite faeces, but that is my problem, and down to having an immune system that thinks it is the military junta of a tin-pot dictatorship, and whose general performance is played out as 'bad cop, ineffectual cop' .  And, when  it gets bored of persecuting mildly infective agents it is prone to savage in-fighting and creating unnecessary factions which lead to the immobilisation of infrastructure and ends with tying up everything in red tape, leaving genuine antagonists free to slip through scot-free.  (Sneeze a lot, inflame the mucous membranes, get a cold. Not the dust mite's fault!)

Above is under UV light, below the same under daylight. Hee hee.