Digital Dying By: Justin Nobel

Interview with playwright Eric Coble, whose boobytrapped Brooklyn mother teaches a lesson on dying with grace

by Justin Nobel

In Eric Coble's new play, "Velocity of Autumn", an aging Brooklyn mother rebels against her children's decision to put her in a nursing home.

Eric Coble has written and produced plays on Edgar Allen Poe, Pinocchio and Pecos Bill; his latest, Velocity of Autumn, is about an elderly Brooklyn woman who boobytraps her apartment with firebombs to prevent her children from sending her to a nursing home. The play debuted in Boise last month and will show at Cleveland's Beck Center for the Arts next spring. Digital Dying spoke with Coble about Velocity and just how to die a graceful death.

Describe Velocity of Autumn?

There is a woman named Alexandra, about 79 years old, living alone in Brooklyn; she is beginning to falter, mentally and physically. Her husband has died and two of her adult children tell her it's time to go to a nursing home. She barricades herself in her home and uses her dead husband's photo developing fluid to set up fire bombs around every possible entrance; the windows, the doors. She says, ‘If anyone comes in after me, I'm taking the whole place out.' Her youngest son, the black sheep of the family, comes home through the one window he knew she wouldn't have barricaded. The two of them are in that room for 70 minutes, no entrances or exits or light shifts or anything. They don't leave until she comes to a solution, or she blows the place up.

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Alexandra wants to die a 'natural death', why is that important?

Among other species we are the only ones that hoard stuff right up until the very end. Most animals when they realize they are coming to the end of their life try to crawl off someplace to die. Recently, we had a family cat here in Cleveland that wandered off toward the end. He had crawled under this porch like five houses away. We coaxed him out and he lay on the grass and kids pet him but he just wanted to lie there by himself it seemed to me. That image stuck with me. Alexandra wants to go out while looking out her window at this tree she has had a great relationship with. She just loves watching the way this tree changes with the season. That's her idea of a graceful death.

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Are New York tourists sipping coffee beside tortured corpses of Chinese prisoners?

by Justin Nobel

NYC's BODIES exhibit recently reopened after a makeover that added an audio tour and new specimens. Claims that the exhibit's bodies came from tortured Chinese prisoners were never unequivocally squashed. (Photo by Justin Nobel)

In the middle of downtown New York City, just blocks from Wall Street and right beside a row of sunny cafes where tourists sit along the sidewalk eating lunch is a meandering room filled with body parts. In one case are a femur, pancake-thick slices of sternum, a fetal skull and the auditory ossicles—the bones of the inner ear, the smallest bones in the body. In another case are a palm's arch, a foot's sole and a jaw. A third holds the lima bean-like pituitary gland, thin slices from a massive goiter and a cancerous thyroid, as well as a healthy one, which is whimsically shaped like a butterfly. There are displays with bits of brain and sections of spinal cord and others with voice boxes and bronchial trees. This is not some bizarro morgue, nor the set of a zombie film, but the stunning BODIES exhibit, which reopened this February after a makeover that added an audio tour, new age music and more than 120 new specimens.

BODIES is run by Premier Exhibitions, an Atlanta-based company that coordinates museum shows around the world. They have another exhibit on the Titanic, as well as other BODIES exhibits at the Museum of Idaho, in Idaho Falls, Las Vegas' Luxor Hotel and in Atlanta; one in Tulsa, Oklahoma recently closed. While the exhibits have the admirable aim of enlightening us about our bodies—“the only thing you carry with you from the moment you are born until your very last breath”, reads a quote at the entrance to the New York show—they have also had their share of controversy. The bodies in BODIES are from China and Premier has not been able to unequivocally confirm that they didn't come from executed prisoners or victims of torture. The company insists that all the cadavers came from individuals who chose to donate their bodies to medical science. But when the show came to Birmingham, England last year, Dr. David Nicholl, a British human rights activist demanded that the Human Tissue Authority shut it down because it was a crime scene. “We are asking a simple question – ‘Can you guarantee the bodies are not those of people executed in China?'”, said Nicholl. “If the organizers are unable to answer this, then we think the authorities should be looking to close this exhibition.” Read the rest of this entry »

Mexican death art, both joyous and horrific, comes to New York City

by Justin Nobel

Jose Guadalupe Posada's skeleton drawings were inspired by Mexico's Day of the Dead celebration and often had a political message. His work exemplifies a focus on death in Mexican art, carried on by modern artists like Dr. Lakra, whose work is currently showing at The Drawing Center, in New York City.

There is a large face without skin, just bare muscles and eyes wide open and staring. In a cavern-like lair are a group of naked cat-like women crawling seductively towards the viewer. A man who resembles an Aztec emperor has a thick beard and strange tattoos. Milling about the room are a European man with a green Mohawk, several woman in fur and a swarm of gallerists and Mexican art aficionados. The setting is The Drawing Center, a cozy gallery off a cobblestoned side street in New York City's SoHo neighborhood. It is opening night for a show by renowned Mexican artist Dr. Lakra, whose smorgasbord of influences include comic strips, anatomy text books, Mexican gangsterdom, tattoo artistry, the murals of Diego Rivera and the skeletons of Jose Guadalupe Posada.

Lakra's diverse work shows the different ways death has blossomed in Mexican art, from mystical Aztec influences to more contemporary Day of the Dead images and the current fascination with gangster life. “Over the past two centuries, Mexican culture has kept up a unique dialogue with the fact of death, rather than defying it as most contemporary cultures are wont to do,” reads a review of Images of Death in Mexican Prints, a famous catalog of Mexican art. Read the rest of this entry »

Photos of decomposing bodies shock Virginia

by Justin Nobel

Sally Mann's photos of decomposing bodies are currently up at the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts, in Richmond. Her photography has been called "lewd" and "outrageous" by a former governor of Virginia.

Seven slender bones, chipped and splotched, some even burnt, lined up neatly on a table. A young boy with eyes wide open, they are bright and sparkling, he is dead and decomposing. A young woman with freckled cheeks, plump lips and a button nose; also dead. A wolfish man with silver hair, lying face up on a soiled mattress. A naked man, face down in the dirt, his butt in the air, his body rotting. The photos feature dead bodies in various stages of decomposition, they are the work of Sally Mann, a Virginia photographer who uses an archaic form of photography known as wet-collodion to create haunting painting-like images. Once denounced by the governor of the state as “lewd” and “outrageous”, Mann's prints now go for as much as $50,000 at top galleries like Gagosian. Her new show, “The Flesh and The Spirit” opened two weeks ago at the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts, in Richmond. Read the rest of this entry »

Wanted: Spunky Girls who Love Death

by Justin Nobel

Shannon and Jeff Conlon's new show is about female morticians. Other projects focus on Wall Street women and pole dancers.

Shannon and Jeff Conlon's new show is about female morticians. Other projects focus on Wall Street women and pole dancers. “We take shows about strong women with preconceived notions that we're trying to shatter,” says Shannon. (Photo Courtesy of One-Run Entertainment)

People do one of three things when they meet a female mortician: take a step back, begin asking questions or flee.

“In what other line of work do you tell someone what you do and get such violent reactions?” said Shannon Conlon.

Shannon and her brother, Jeff, run One-Run Entertainment, a documentary television and film company based in Los Angeles. Their latest show is about females in the funeral industry and will discuss what motivates women to join the profession and how they maintain zesty social lives.

“For the last ten years the industry has primarily been dominated by women,” said Shannon, “but the perception has not caught on. Everyone still thinks it's some crazy old man.”

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Want a necklace made of fingertips?

by Justin Nobel

A necklace with a cross made out of human metacarpal bones goes for $80 on "The Churchyard", an online jewelry shop run by Columbine Phoenix. (Photo courtesy of Columbine Phoenix)

A necklace with a cross made out of human metacarpal bones adorned with a garnet that symbolizes the Blood of Christ goes for $115 on "The Churchyard", an online jewelry shop run by Columbine Phoenix that sells necklaces and earrings made from human bones and teeth. (Photo courtesy of Columbine Phoenix)

A necklace of phalanges costs $165 and a cross of metacarpal goes for $80 on Columbine Phoenix's website. The retail jeweler sells agate chalices, crystal wands and ceremonial blades but her favorite merchandises are the necklaces and earrings made of human bone that she crafts herself. Chain necklaces, strung with a single human molar, are also available.

“This is something solid that you can hold in your hand or wear in your ear,” said Phoenix. “It makes death a little less scary.”

The bones come from an education supply store, the same place she gets her rat and bat skulls. The supply store obtains the human bones from retired science classroom skeletons.

“You can tell that they were from a good family,” said Phoenix, referring to the skeletons. “They got their milk and they're strong.”

Bones don't come cheaply, though. A hand goes for about $250, she said, and a whole skeleton costs more like $5,000. Skulls alone cost about $1,000 and are purchased in large numbers by art schools. “Supposedly, you can't draw a human face until you can draw a skull,” said Phoenix. Read the rest of this entry »

Transform mother's corpse into Mona Lisa

by Justin Nobel

Egypt's 70 million mummies were powered early trains and composed a popular nineteenth century paint known as mummy brown. The last batch was concocted in 1964 by a British paint supplier. (Photo by Justin Nobel)

Egypt's 70 million mummies powered early trains and composed a popular nineteenth century paint known as mummy brown, a pigment between burnt and raw umber. The last batch was concocted in 1964 by a British supplier who lamented,

"Families wanting a lasting celebration of their loved ones' memories can now consult with an international artist who will lovingly mix a portion of their family member's ashes into the colors of a custom painted modern art piece picture."

The "modern art piece pictures" are known as Art in Ashes and can be ordered from memorial.com, along with slightly offbeat funerary items such as pet urns and memorial garden rocks.

The ash painter is a German-born woman named Mona who presently resides in Texas, by the sea. Mona has "years of formal training in abstract techniques at art schools across Europe (Munich, Karlsruhe, and even Rome) and has traveled the globe (Asia, Canada, the U.S. and most regions of Europe)."

Mona's style may seem grisly but painting with human remains has precedent. England's Pre-Raphaelites used a color called mummy brown, a pigment between burnt and raw umber, derived from the ground-up remains of Egyptian mummies. Read the rest of this entry »

Michael Jackson's death is good for umbrella sales

by Justin Nobel

T-shirts, hats, pins and belts were the norm but some vendors in Harlem, in New York City, sold Michael Jackson umbrellas. Fans couldnt get enough. (Photo by Justin Nobel)

T-shirts, hats, pins and belts were the norm but some vendors in Harlem, in New York City, sold Michael Jackson umbrellas. Fans couldnt get enough. (Photo by Justin Nobel)

Jumillah Galvez sold 72 Michael T-shirts in 30 minutes earlier this week but now all anyone seems to care about is when the next batch of her Michael Jackson umbrellas will arrive.

"People been out here since 1 p.m. saying, ‘Did they come yet? Did they come yet?" said Galvez, last Friday evening.

Her stand is one of dozens in an impromptu bazaar of Michael Jackson goods that stretches several blocks along 125th Street, in the Harlem neighborhood of New York City.

"When a celebrity dies there is a massive outpouring of feeling and memorialization and along with that comes this sort of spontaneous outpouring of folks who feel something but also think they can make a buck," said Robert Neuwirth, a journalist working on a book about informal marketplaces. Read the rest of this entry »

In Japan, everything is a beautiful corpse

by Justin Nobel

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"Everything is a corpse," in a new Oscar winning Japanese film by director Yojiro Takita.

Outside, wind-whipped snow piles high but inside the trim room there are pineapples and candles on an altar, a family seated patiently on pillows on the floor and a stunning figure resting on immaculate bedding beside an ornate box. Two strangers in dark suits enter and the Japanese funerary rite known as encoffination begins. And this begins “Departures”, the Japanese film by director Yojiro Takita that won this year's Oscar for Best Foreign Film.

The film follows a young man through a difficult time in his life. Daigo Kobayashi loses his job as a cellist with a Tokyo orchestra and returns to the bleak provincial town of his youth. Mika, his cheery wife, follows. The only work available is as an encoffineer, or nokanshi, the individual who prepares a dead body for viewing. Daigo vomits into his palm when he sees his first corpse and hides the details of the job from Mika. The boss, a staid man getting on in years, won't let him quit, and through him Daigo learns that despite the public's general lack of respect for the job—one man he meets on the street shields his child from Daigo and girls on a bus sneer at him—there is great honor in the profession. Read the rest of this entry »

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