I love album cover art and movie poster art. Have since I started my career in Graphics 15 years ago. I am a sucker for good design that elicits an emotional response, and I usually find that in the art of music. Every once in a while, I will come across some that really speak to me.
Here are two that I found recently that remind me of how I felt while staying in mental institutions during my psychotic breaks over the past 5 years. In some I felt weightless and free in my mind, in others I felt tormented by my rapid fire brain. In some I felt trapped and confused, like a wayward ghost roaming the halls. In others, I felt at home and at peace, like mother earth herself. In all of them I felt like a tiger in its cage on display.
Regardless of how I felt, I will never be the same. For it’s in the horrors of the heart and the expansion of the mind where the rawest stories come from. If only those walls could talk, they would speak of a far more sinister or quixotic world than any patient will ever admit to.
If you too have ever been inside the walls of a mental hospital, asylum or an institution, maybe you can relate to this.
The Horror in the Canisters