the blog of e. a sketchbook. a daybook. the way we live now. {I adore the theater and I am a painter. I think the two are made for a marriage of love. I will give all my soul to prove this once more. Marc Chagall} "What you are doing is using a Brakhage film in the creation of some new entity, and you should give a name to that new entity (or call it 'Untitled')"
Monday, January 21, 2008
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
new year peas
this is an easy one: start kimberly's no-knead bread, and soak 32 oz dry black eyes in the crock pot (not on) for 6 hours in water a couple of inches over the level of the peas; at the same time, render the christmas turkey in a stock pot with a quartered onion (with skin) bay leaves, and whatever old veggies are left in the fridge, chiefly celery here. after 6 hours, drain the peas and put them back in the crockpot along with the holy trinity (an onion, a stalk of celery, and a green bell pepper, chopped) and transfer the potliquor cup by cup until it is just visible between the peas (season each cup of broth with tony's:) if meat is desired, push some smoked neck bones or such down into the mixture (the pot will be heaped FULL!) then cover and cook on low setting for 12 hours. yum! serve with rice and fresh bread, freeze half of it for later, freeze remaining potliquor, if any, and enjoy the year!
you can cut the recipe in half by using a 16 oz package of peas and have more liquor left over, but why?
Monday, December 31, 2007
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Monday, November 05, 2007
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Sunday, October 21, 2007
still not getting
still not getting a lot of work done; getting a lot of thought about it. so what else is new. i've been reading--no, i've been acquiring a lot of artists' sources and looking at them cursorily. i have three projects in various stages: a painting on total hold for half a year, i think, a soft sculpture, and an online class project in epoxy that i haven't done anything but get supplies for yet. meanwhile, i spend all my time when i'm not at work sleeping, knitting and vegging, an activity which i've found over the years to be the most productive of all. i spend some amount of energy stressing over the chaos of this house, which hasn't been cleaned an can't be cleaned because it is also a studio and it's all a mess and amungle.
something is about to happen. i always know this and here it is again. i need to get back to work on the sculptures--i have gone almost entirely 3d in my interests lately, i don't know what's happened to painting, but it's not happening even in interesting me to look at. meawhile, i knit.
the chief problem i'm mulling over these days is that i like what i see, but i don't. i like that all this smaller art is around and i even like some of it, but i can't shake the sense that somehow it all looks alike. even when it looks different, it all looks alike and that's not what i'm after.
and i can't throw out anything (ANYTHING!) until i figure out what it is that i'm after. so that's the way it is, the way it continues to be.
molly's open studio is today. gee, i wish for a road trip, but cannot. or maybe i don't, maybe i just tease myself.
something is about to happen. i always know this and here it is again. i need to get back to work on the sculptures--i have gone almost entirely 3d in my interests lately, i don't know what's happened to painting, but it's not happening even in interesting me to look at. meawhile, i knit.
the chief problem i'm mulling over these days is that i like what i see, but i don't. i like that all this smaller art is around and i even like some of it, but i can't shake the sense that somehow it all looks alike. even when it looks different, it all looks alike and that's not what i'm after.
and i can't throw out anything (ANYTHING!) until i figure out what it is that i'm after. so that's the way it is, the way it continues to be.
molly's open studio is today. gee, i wish for a road trip, but cannot. or maybe i don't, maybe i just tease myself.
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