Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Bake Bread, Not War
"Completing school is often simply a certification that you will put up with a basically boring situation, be moderately productive and not sabotage the system. Young people are asked to be thankful for the opportunity to be exploited in low-paying, essentially meaningless jobs. After all, if you do not want one, we can always put you in prison. Even though prisons cost $50,000 to $80,000 a year per person, we'd rather spend the money that way than actually invest in changing the system and creating real jobs, real opportunities. I guess that is what is called capitalism.
Yet the real joy of work is in providing for yourself and your family, in working to benefit your community. We could be baking and cooking for one another. I'd like to see a bakery every few blocks. Skip the trucks. No one out of walking distance of fresh bread and pastries. Sure it's hard work, but it is also loving what you do, in companionship with flour and water, sugar and butter; loving what you do, which nourishes your spirit and others' stomachs, and provides convivial space for neighbors to get together."
-Edward Espe Brown, The Tassajara Bread Book
Yet the real joy of work is in providing for yourself and your family, in working to benefit your community. We could be baking and cooking for one another. I'd like to see a bakery every few blocks. Skip the trucks. No one out of walking distance of fresh bread and pastries. Sure it's hard work, but it is also loving what you do, in companionship with flour and water, sugar and butter; loving what you do, which nourishes your spirit and others' stomachs, and provides convivial space for neighbors to get together."
-Edward Espe Brown, The Tassajara Bread Book
Friday, July 8, 2011
▲▲▲Magic Child Book Club #2▲▲▲
I can't read. I mean, I can read, but I can't seem to sit down and read a book, all the way through. I have 5 books in a pile that I have started reading. This pile never goes away.
Sometimes I start reading something on a whim though, and can't stop. This is one of those. To Your Scattered Bodies Go is the first book in the "Riverworld" trilogy, which is actually a quintology (is that right? There are 5 books total). What can I say, it's historical fiction/sci-fi/fantasy, there's a river, a world, and so on...Philip Jose Farmer is my new hero.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Drink Gold
Of the various rainbow-colored energies that are playing in the cosmos, concentrate on the golden ones, for they have a positive effect. Perhaps you could manifest the philosophers' stone or attain spiritual enlightenment.
In many contexts, this card applies to money matters.
In any case, your productive activities can help many beings.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Dinners & Nightmares #1
Inspired by one of my favorite books by Diane Di Prima, I will now periodically begin listing dinners I eat and nightmares I have, or, in case of no nightmares, then just regular dreams. But before I get in to all of that: at the request of a friend of Magic Child, I would like to take a moment to introduce the internets to the newest addition to my household. Black as sin and impossible to see in the dark! And now, here he is! Meet Willy!
Here, Willy can be seen engaging in one of his favorite activities: napping in the grass on a sunny afternoon while everyone else has to do yard work. Okay, moving right along.
Dinner: wonderful delicacies from Royal India, a special treat after a particularly grueling week. Although they look the same, one was mutter paneer and one was shahi paneer. Hey, we both really like paneer, you know? Not pictured: 2 ice-cold bottles of Maharaja. Quotable quotes from dinner: "In India we have many lakes. Sometimes the level of the lake gets low, but it always comes back up." Indeed.
Nightmare: Actually not a nightmare; just a dream, but anyway. Tom and I were visiting our friends Kris and Becca down South. For breakfast one morning, Kris made some eggs and toasted some bagels. Becca's addition to the meal was to take a handful of cocktail parasols, cut off the sharp toothpick end, split them down the middle lengthwise, then fry them in some butter and sprinkle them with sugar. I was skeptical at first but they actually turned out to be pretty good, despite the mild paper aftertaste.
Thanks for playing and see you next time on Dinners & Nightmares!
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Dinner: wonderful delicacies from Royal India, a special treat after a particularly grueling week. Although they look the same, one was mutter paneer and one was shahi paneer. Hey, we both really like paneer, you know? Not pictured: 2 ice-cold bottles of Maharaja. Quotable quotes from dinner: "In India we have many lakes. Sometimes the level of the lake gets low, but it always comes back up." Indeed.
Nightmare: Actually not a nightmare; just a dream, but anyway. Tom and I were visiting our friends Kris and Becca down South. For breakfast one morning, Kris made some eggs and toasted some bagels. Becca's addition to the meal was to take a handful of cocktail parasols, cut off the sharp toothpick end, split them down the middle lengthwise, then fry them in some butter and sprinkle them with sugar. I was skeptical at first but they actually turned out to be pretty good, despite the mild paper aftertaste.
Thanks for playing and see you next time on Dinners & Nightmares!
Sunday, March 20, 2011
First Quarter
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| Screenprinting |
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| Prints will be available coming soon |
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| Granola |
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| Lovely seed packets from here |
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| Nico the mup-mup |
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| Her 14th birthday is coming up! |
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| Delicious stuffed mushrooms |
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| Valentine soft shape from Mandy |
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| Sprouts. Phase I, complete. Phase II: Spring. |
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