Bethune Murals
Norman Bethune created these Murals on laundry wrapping paper while he was a patient at the Trudeau Sanatorium in 1927. Titled The T.B.'s Progress, A Drama in one act and nine painful scenes, the original work was five feet high and sixty feet long, and had cutouts for the doors and windows of Lea Cottage, where he was living with four other patients, Nan Li, Dr. John Barnwell, and Dr. Lincoln Fisher, and Dr Alfred Blalock1. The panels imaginatively render scenes from Bethune's life as a tuberculosis patient, with a good deal of humor and fantasy.
Bethune was a larger than life figure, a pioneering thoracic surgeon, artist, bon vivant, and an early communist who fought in World War I and the Spanish Civil War, and later worked as a field surgeon with Mao's Red Army in China, where he died of blood poisoning acquired from a cut while operating.
The original murals disappeared in the 1970s. These images were made from prints that were made by Trudeau Institute from glass slides of the murals; they were acquired in 2011 by Historic Saranac Lake, courtesy of the Institute.
According to a 2014 JAMA article, "The murals were brought to the University of Michigan by Bethune’s physician and friend at the Trudeau Sanatorium, Dr John Blair Barnwell. Barnwell facilitated the transfer of these murals to the University of Michigan Fluoroscopy Room in approximately 1930 when the Lea Cottage was destroyed, for reasons unknown. The Bethune murals remained there until 1960 when they were returned to Saranac, New York. In the 1970s they were shipped to Fort Bragg in North Carolina for study by the Department of the Army’s experts on China. Although copies exist, the original murals have been unaccounted for and are considered lost at this time."2
Writing in the journal, The Fluoroscope, August 15, 1932, Bethune described the murals and quoted the captions; based on this text, it appears that we are missing the first image, a drawing of his "prenatal existence", the caption of which read:
Look, O Stranger at the danger
To our hero, embryonic.
T. B. bats, so red, ferocious,
In the breast of our Precocious
Laddie, do him in just like his daddy.
His dark cave no barrier knows,
Against this worst of mankind's foes.




















External link:
[Politics of Passion: Norman Bethune's Writing and Art (partial text)]
Source:
Jody Kemp Judge, "Henry Norman Bethune, M.D. (1890-1939) The T.B.'s Progress", Journal of Laboratory and Clinical Medicine, July 1987
Preeti N. Malani, MD, MSJ; Richard L. Prager, MD, "Journey in Thick Wood: The Childhood of Henry Norman Bethune", JAMA, October 8, 2014, Volume 312, Number 14.
Footnotes
1. Preeti N. Malani, MD, MSJ; Richard L. Prager, MD, "Journey in Thick Wood: The Childhood of Henry Norman Bethune", JAMA, October 8, 2014, Volume 312, Number 14.
2. Ibid