MANICFESTO
A glimpse into my experience with manic depression.
Imagine going through this not from a place of privilege.
MANICFESTO: my alter ego a la Samo/Basquiat, Questlove/Ahmir K. Thompson, Cindi Mayweather/Janelle Monae, Lady Gaga, and Sasha Fierce/Beyoncé
This are the projects that help as I (still) struggle.
Design by Nicole Stubbs - Nicole's Portfolio - IG: @zakiyastubbs
Witness Statement: Graphic Novel Panels
Job is for 3 pages, with 7 total scenes.
Page 1 it would be only one scene, 2 on page 2 and 3 on page 3 - i like that progression as well which helps portray the speed with which everything was ramping up during the episode
Scenes/Panels are based on audio below of me talking about the experience to a friend 3months after being forcibly institutionalized- and brought into Harlem Hospital after being assaulted by the NYPD. (link below)
Page 1: Black and white background and the only thing in color is my dress (red/black/white- see attachments of actual dress- which i will be wearing at the event where these panels will be premiered) . My photos from 2017 are also attached. Panels of walking- like David Mazzucchelli where the character is big and the path he walked is small (see attachment) - maybe have the path styles look like the Bill from family circus (see attachments)- where one color path is my walking path from the Bronx to Randall’s island, and another color path is the emergency services taking me all the way up to Harlem hospital scattered throughout the map are QR codes (of different sizes) leading to a scrolling feed of all the tweets I made leading up to that day& the IG cake mental health post
Page 2 - phases of the scuffle 1st scene - where in the audio I talk about how I contorted myself to attach myself to the railing - i will draw a sketch but basically i wrapped my arms backwards around the top rail, curved my back and sat on the lower rail, and hooked my knees so securely that the cops had a hard time pulling me off.
2nd scene where i crawled under the cop car and was pulled out from under/dragged by my feet- leaving two symmetrical gashes on my cheekbones
Page 3- where the yellow demarcates each scene (see attached) upper left: scene of my on my hands and knees scrubbing under the water fountain in the hospital (should have a broken payphone in the background middle scene: being held down by 4 people and forcibly injected- i want this to be as realistic as possible to convey the trauma last bottom right scene: me having to LIFT my head with my hands to set it on a table so I could look at my mom because of the heavy tranquilizing effect of the meds.
2. Future Project: “What’s Your Room Number?”- Dr. Francis Butler, MD
'What's Your Room Number?' asked Dr Francis Butler as I walked into the consult room in the psych ward.
He had no idea who I was.
Even though I had been his patient for years.
Even though he had billed my insurance company well over $200K during my time as his patient; the lion's share coming from him administering ECT (electroshock).
The Mayo clinic recommends 6-12 total ECT sessions. I had at least 77 sessions over the course of July of 2018- May of 2019.
I didn't stop even though I had trouble formulating sentences .
I only stopped because I bit through my tongue during my 3rd seizure in 15 days.
And the price I paid was long term memory loss of anything before May of 2019.
This piece will be comprised of the 77 ECT consent slips I signed, even when I couldn’t speak, fashioned into the shape of a storm sail.
