Archive for November, 2006

The ‘Sylvia Plath’ effect

Wednesday, November 29th, 2006

Considering Creativity
The ‘Sylvia Plath’ effect

Questions swirl around a supposed link between creativity and mental illness.

BY DEBORAH SMITH BAILEY
Monitor staff
Print version: page 42

Popular culture has long stereotyped poets as depressed and creative scientists as mad. In fact, the idea of a link between creativity and mental illness goes back to the time of Aristotle, when he wrote that eminent philosophers, politicians, poets and artists all have tendencies toward "melancholia."

Indeed, there are numerous examples of famous creators–writers like Virginia Woolf, painters like Vincent Van Gogh, composers like Robert Schumann–who have been highly successful but had or are suspected to have had a mental illness.

Some studies have backed up this notion, suggesting that writers, artists and others are more likely to have a mental illness and that people with certain mental illnesses, such as depression and mood disorders, appear somewhat more likely to be creative. While some researchers have found that creative people are slightly more at-risk, others have found more grave connections, such as that they are 30 percent more likely to have bipolar disorder.

However, such research is often fraught with methodological problems, including selection bias, controls that are not blinded, reliance on biographies that might play up mental illness, retrospective designs and unclear definitions of creativity. And considering that not all studies have found a link between creativity and mental illness, the jury is still out on the specific nature of the relationship, says psychologist and creativity researcher James Kaufman, PhD, of

California

State

University

,

San Bernardino

.

Still, the findings raise interesting questions about the relationship between mental illness and creativity, including:

* Does creativity cause mental illness? There isn’t a link between mental illness and the actual process of creating, says psychiatrist Albert Rothenberg, MD, of

Harvard

Medical

School

, who has studied Nobel laureates, Pulitzer Prize winners and other highly creative individuals. Rather, he argues that mental illnesses such as anxiety, thought disorder and depression disrupt the cognitive and emotional processes necessary for successful creativity.

In fact, in his book, "Creativity and Madness: New Findings and Old Stereotypes" (Johns Hopkins University Press, 1990), Rothenberg proposes that highly creative people do better when they are treated for their mental illnesses.

"That doesn’t mean people who create haven’t often had mental illnesses," he adds, but that their subject matter and the field they are in perhaps have more bearing on their mental health than creativity itself.

* Does the type of creativity matter? Creative people in the artistic professions are more likely to have a mental illness than those in less artistic professions, such as science and business, according to research by Arnold M. Ludwig, MD, in his book, "The Price of Greatness" (Guilford, 1995).

Moreover, in a more recent retrospective study of 1,629 writers, Kaufman found that poets–and in particular female poets –were more likely than fiction writers, nonfiction writers and playwrights to have signs of mental illness, such as suicide attempts or psychiatric hospitalizations.

In a second analysis of 520 eminent American women, he again found that poets were more likely to have mental illnesses and to experience personal tragedy than eminent journalists, visual artists, politicians and actresses–a finding Kaufman has dubbed "the Sylvia Plath effect" after the noted poet who had depression and eventually committed suicide. The findings appear in The Journal of Creative Behavior (Vol. 35, No. 1).

* Are creative people’s motivations a factor? Kaufman and psychologist John Baer, PhD, of Rider University, theorize in the Review of General Psychology (Vol. 6, No. 3) that creative people–specifically, eminent female poets–may be more prone to mental illness if they are more vulnerable to extrinsic motivational constraints, such as interpersonal relationships.

Valuing such external factors may harm poets’ mental health, they speculate, because high levels of creativity require people to "defy the crowd" and ignore what other people think. That means eminent writing could produce more stress–leading to a higher incidence of mental illness.

* Could the stigma of mental illness be a factor? "In the fields of art and literature and music, there is much more toleration of mental illness than there is in the rest of society," explains Rothenberg. That might allow people with mental illnesses to climb the ranks of poetry in a way they couldn’t have in business.

* How does creative writing interact with mental illness? In several studies,

University

of

Texas

at

Austin

psychologist James Pennebaker, PhD, has found positive health and mental health benefits from writing–but only when the writer crafts a narrative or makes connections between thought and feelings. Kaufman theorizes that poets may not garner the same benefits from writing that other writers do because poems seldom form a narrative.

However, Pennebaker cautions that there is no data yet that proves that poetry writing isn’t beneficial. "It’s very possible that writing poetry may have kept Sylvia Plath alive longer than she would have," he says. "One of the counterarguments is that being in poetry is a real tough way to make a living. There are very few jobs that have a higher rejection rate."



FURTHER

READING

* Jamison, K. (1993). Touched with fire: Manic-depressive illness and the artistic temperament.

New York

: Free Press.

* Kaufman, J.C. (2002). I bask in dreams of suicide: Mental illness, poetry, and women. Review of General Psychology, 6(3).

* Kaufman, J.C. (2001). The Sylvia Plath effect: Mental illness in eminent creative writers. The Journal of Creative Behavior, 35(1).

* Ludwig, A.M. (1995). The price of greatness: Resolving the creativity and madness controversy.

New York

:

Guilford

.

* Rothenberg, A. (1990). Creativity and madness: New findings and old stereotypes.

Baltimore

:

Johns

Hopkins

University

Press.

* Sass,

L.A.

, & Sculdberg, D. (Eds.). (2000-2001). Creativity and the schizophrenia spectrum [Special issue]. Creativity Research Journal, 13(1).

* Waddell, C. (1998). Creativity and mental illness: Is there a link? Canadian Journal of Psychiatry, 43(2).

The Pink Ribbon

Sunday, November 26th, 2006

In memory of Belinda Emmett,  in appreciation of Kylie Minogue,  and
anyone else you know that has been struck down by cancer.

My own mother also died of breast cancer.

That’s why I’m passing this on…

-N-

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A handsome, middle-aged man walked quietly  into the cafe and sat down. Before he ordered, he couldn’t help but notice a group of younger men at the table next to him. It was obvious they were making fun of something about him, and it  wasn’t until he remembered he was wearing a small pink ribbon on the lapel of his suit that he became aware of what the joke was all about.

The man brushed off the reaction as ignorance, but the smirks began to get to him. He looked one  of the rude men square in the eye, placed his hand beneath the ribbon and asked, quizzically,

"This?"

With that the men all began to laugh out loud. The man he addressed said, as he fought back laughter, "Hey, sorry man, but we were just  commenting on how pretty your pink ribbon  looks against your blue jacket!"

The middle aged man calmly motioned for the  joker to come over to his table and invited him to sit down. The guy obliged, not really sure why.
In a soft voice, the middle aged man said, "I wear this ribbon to bring awareness about breast cancer. I wear it in my mother’s honour."

" Oh, sorry dude. She died of breast cancer?"

"No, she didn’t. She’s alive and well. But her breasts nourished me as an infant and were a soft resting place for my head when I was scared or lonely as a little
boy. I’m very grateful  for my mother’s breasts and her health."

"Umm," the stranger replied, "Yeah."

"And I wear this ribbon to honour my wife",  the middle aged man went
on. "And she’s okay, too?" the other guy asked.

"Oh, yes. She’s fine. Her breasts have been a  great source of loving pleasure for both of us and with them she nurtured and nourished our  beautiful daughter 23
years ago. I am grateful  for my wife’s breasts, and for her health."

"Uh huh. A nd I guess you wear it to honour  your daughter, also?"

"It’s too late to honour my daughter by  wearing it now. My daughter died of breast cancer one  month ago. She thought she was too young to have breast  cancer, so when she accidentally noticed a small lump, she ignored it.

She thought that since it wasn’t painful, it must not be anything to worry about."

Shaken and ashamed, the now sober stranger  said, "Oh, man, I’m so sorry mister."

"So, in my daughter’s memory, too, I proudly  wear this little ribbon, which allows me the opportunity to enlighten others. Now, go home and talk to  your wife and your daughters, your mother and your friends. And here," the middle-aged man reached in his pocket and handed the other man a little pink ribbon."

The guy looked at it, slowly raised his head  and asked, "Can ya help me put it on?"

This is breast cancer awareness month.

Do regular breast self-exams and encourage  those women you love to do the same.

Please send this on to anyone you would like  to remind of the importance of breast cancer awareness.

A CANDLE LOSES NOTHING BY LIGHTING ANOTHER CANDLE.
PLEASE KEEP THIS CANDLE GOING!

This one I do ask that you send on.

Everybody’s FREE

Thursday, November 16th, 2006

This is a classic. Have read this many years ago. Now I’ve came across it again in Hyperballad’s blog, br@inwashed.

Everybody’s Free - Baz Luhrmann (Was an article published in the Chicago Tribune on June 1, 1997 by columnist Mary Schmich)

Rain_1Wear sunscreen
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
imagine.Puppy

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you

Sing

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours.Dance

Floss

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with yourSmile
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll everTech
own..

Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

(Brother and sister together we’ll make it through
Someday your spirit will take you and guide you there
I know you’ve been hurting, and I know I’ve been waiting to be there
for you. And I’ll be there, just tell me now, whenever I can.
Everybody’s free.)Train

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
good.

Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young.

Live in New York Cityonce, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.Trees

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you’re 40, it will
look 85.
Sun
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen… 

Baz Luhrmann (Written by columnist Mary Schmich & then Baz add some music, titled: Sunscreen)

On DENIAL

Tuesday, November 14th, 2006

The Meredith Grey character of GREY’s ANATOMY said an interesting mono-epilogue voice-over at the end of last November 1-2’s episode. It goes something like this:

We are scared and tired. Denying that will not make the reality any different…

Reality has its way to bite us on the ass…

Denial. It’s not just a river in Egypt. It is a freakin’ ocean.

Nice wordplay, too, Meredith.

(PS.:Sihar, thank you for being yourself in the role of a kickass bouncing board last Monday, from Bonita to the wee hours. Just like 8 years ago. Dang, you just have to do it again, don’t you?! Yeah, history tends to repeat itself. That’s how stupid we are… Ha ha ha…)