"Bicameral Art"
This is the artwork of Jürg Walter Tauber, M.D., Ph.D., (1938 - 1989), Swiss-born transplant surgeon and immunologist, who found himself a handicapped man after two operations and radiation to remove a tumor in the brainstem. Overcoming a profound depression, he developed his own technique of painting by using his no longer controllable right hand (formerly dominant) to make a random paint-stroke on paper. After patiently retraining his left hand, he gained the ability to finish the painting by bringing out what the paint-stroke suggested in his imagination. He called it "bicameral art," involving both hemispheres of the brain; also viewed as a dialogue between the unconscious psyche and the conscious mind, based on the depth-psychology of C.G. Jung. Short poems convey a spiritual teaching --hopeful, often humorous, sometimes sarcastic.
Over time, the paintings became bigger and more fanciful, involving papercuttings based on blind scribbles with the non-dominant hand (and involving members of the family to help out), while the poems turned into intricate two-liners, based on the German "Schüttelreim"(the inclined viewer will easily find out how they are constructed). Here, Jürg chose a crucial word that touched on the "complex" evoked in the painting. He started to sign with "Chaim" (the hidden, spiritual life-force), to honor his Jewish anchestry.
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The original brush stroke as the basis for the next three images, each from a different perspective.
Watch the geese: freedom and peace, whether you are Chinese or in the middle of Greece. Chaim 5/29/87
Why do I cry? Try! Chaim 5/30/87
You can dive and survive: you are alive in this beehive. Chaim 5/30/87
He knows it all you might think, but he is small: another fartfink. Chaim 4/19/87
(collective unconscious) Some light was shed on what I read, yet my big head goes now to bed! Chaim March '87
I'm ready today, what is my mission? You cannot stay without my permission. Chaim 4/1/87
What is cooking in your pan? Smelling, looking tells: she can! Chaim 4/13/87
Just have a drink and try to think: all water will link to the same final sink. Chaim 5/5/87
He has no string, only one arm to swing, no voice to sing -- he has nothing that he could bring. But in his heart is spring, and the truth will ring! Chaim 5/7/87
The note that you wrote will float like this boat. Chaim 5/12/87
A dog and a horse are racing, of course. What is the rich source of their extra force? Chaim 5/14/87
Jump in the air if you dare to wear long hair! Chaim 5/15/87
Once inspired he's now rather tired and needs to be wired, perhaps newly hired? Chaim 5/15/87
This reptile lived in exile: it'll take a while to become sessile! Chaim 5/16/87