HOSPITAL YEARS / PART II: Maxine Moore – / „No foreign word is a stranger to me!“
nigh her glamorous name DESPITE THE behaved Maxine (Medicine almost no passion) milieu miles away. On request, they said the good and happy with the analogy of François Delsarte quotations: LA LA LA NATURE NATURE NATURE! Or: CORPS ÂME ESPRIT! However
: Maxine had her own adaptation of an inexpensive 19th Jahrhundert-Delsartismus/Naturalismus made: your object of study was not the cryptic elegance of the lemon butterfly, but the clichéd clinic of the 21st TV-century: the hospital as a series, as a perpetual motion machine, and as a self-perpetuating heterotopia.
Initially, they doubt: after all, was they it but that was here appropriated: As a redhead successful heart specialist, as an internist with an extremely exalted way of walking, as a stocky From Harlem to Heaven biography, and so she came from the machine out again ... All this was waiting for the justification: Maxine was tough because, wanted to know how it had happened that made her quite exposed professional persona (as a female doctor) such antagonistic, but at the same time grave border actually any antagonism could be derived even for stupid explanatory decals. (And that was it their die, has been over there, because Maxine no doubt second.)
was your approach to naturalize these clichéd world in the long shot: they took any pose for face value, the was their coup, or decision. In studying each of these lucid poses she was to detail other than training course on the anatomical view (by that out Maxine's objects were highlighted: M. indulged in as perfectly covered put, double view your old London friends she used the deal is crystal clear. : i see a [possible] version of me through eyes Which were taught to apply the same method as those eyes i perceive were taught, a professional method, a professional view, a view that knows it all right away, as Foucault says ...)
The TV-Hospital, in the still behind last the extras of the above most excellent pose their surface, borrowed was Maxine, despite their programmatic realism, completely away from what was their own, wanted authentic hospital life: both out of order, in practice, had really not a single purpose: as a systems they existed entirely self-sufficient. There never was a question made to harmonize the disparate Double / Double; oriented Maxine was alone in itself: it was her, which she understood as the result of the exercise. /
As a deduction, distilled from the traced designs stolen from the sketchbook to the doctors applied-habit, she went instead to the gym, to work, to prepare you as her very own self .