Sunday at 8am

old photo, new work

print from 35mm slide, scanned - histogram and color channels adjusted 

It’s almost time for softball!

I’m particularly thankful for this photo. It was a “moment” - honestly, the cloudy sky suddenly opened, the light was perfect, the snap just right…mine and hers… 

St. Paul’s, Key West, FL

drawing energy

I was wrong about finding my paintbrushes. Seems I conveniently forgot - they are at the x’s. I’m adding it to the list of things we need to negotiate. I don’t know when I’ll find the energy to have that discussion; I get tired just thinking about the prospect. Because it makes me remember. I remember purposefully walking out with nothing after far too many years. A sign, I think, of a person who has had enough…

 

It was a good choice.

 

So - I won’t be painting in oils again, not this week anyway. But I’ve got paper and pencils to draw with, which might be best right now anyway. First though, I’m going to pull out the old laptop and transfer some older pieces (digital concoctions and photos) to this new desktop. Looking at where I’ve been will help to percolate the brain and draw energy (perhaps literally) for where I’m going.

 

  

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Waste not, want not

 

I don’t know what it’s like at your house, but at mine if dinner doesn’t include meat people think I’m out to starve them. Honestly. So what’s a mom with limited budget to do? A good place to start is with saving everything and using it all. Stock is a great example. I was shocked to learn recently that not everyone makes their own stock. Do you know how much salt is in a bouillon cube? Last I checked (a month ago) the price of boxed organic chicken stock was $3.99 per quart. A quart really doesn’t go far, you know? So here’s what I do:

Every time I peel veggies or clean fresh herbs the trimmings go into a gallon sized plastic bag in the freezer. Parsley stems, potato peels, onion skins, bits of garlic, mushroom stems: everything! If you want chicken stock then you need another bag for meat. Making wings? Wing tips go in the bag. Cooking a whole chicken? The gizzards and neck go in the bag. The carcas goes in a second freezer bag that includes cooked leftovers that don’t disappear quickly enough: no one wants the last turkey drumstick? In to meat bag #2 it goes.

When you’ve got two gallons of frozen vegetable trimmings and 1-2 gallons of the frozen meat, buy a couple (or more) of those little chickens (not the roasters) that are often on sale for .89 cents per pound. You can roast or boil them: whatever you like. (I usually roast three - one for sandwiches tonight.) The point is to take the meat off and save for later. Put your frozen ingredients in the ‘frig overnight so they’ll thaw a bit.

Tomorrow morning (Sunday is usually good for me) the four gallons of leftovers plus chicken bones from last night go in a big pot. Cover with cold water. Let it sit for an hour or so (you want everything at about the same cold temp so that the water draws out flavors). Throw in a few bay leaves, a few cloves of garlic, some peppercorns and bit of course sea salt. Put the cover on your pot at an angle so that some steam will escape and bring water to a boil. As soon as it boils turn it down to a simmer. If you want a clear broth remove the foam that rises to the top within the first twenty minutes or so (this isn’t necessary and I don’t usually bother).

Stir every once in awhile, but otherwise that’s pretty much it for the next four to eight hours (let it go a few hours longer if all your meat and bones were raw to start). The house will be warm and smell great all day. When you turn the pot off, strain the solids and reserve the liquids (of course!)…walaa! Homemade chicken stock.

So now you’ve got a giant pot of stock and the cleaned meat of two chickens. What can you do with it? I’d make two meals this week and freeze the remaining stock.

Chicken soup: heat a little olive oil, throw in diced carrots, onions, mushrooms, sweet peppers (or whatever is in your vegetable bin). When carrots soften, add chicken stock and bring to a simmer. Add cooked chicken and some fresh herbs, give it a few minutes to heat, then enjoy.

Chicken in gravy on rice (or on noodles or toast). Self explanatory, right?

Freeze leftover stock in quart sized (or smaller) bags. You likely have enough to get you through a month’s worth of recipes where you add just a bit of chicken stock to the pan.

This has easily cost less than $10.00. What a deal, eh? And you know what they say about mom’s chicken soup…

It’s time to reinvent life…

I may have (inadvertently) become a liar. I tell people “I’m an artist”. But it’s starting to feel like an odd thing to say. I could find my brushes (they’re buried in a closet). But it has been a long while since I held them. And I have to admit, it’s been too long since I created something new and vibrant - that I care about. Commercial work has been fun, interesting, challenging and rewarding - in some measure. It’s also completely meaningless, I think. Except for the “roof-over-head, dinner-on-the-table” point. The money hasn’t just been nice, it’s been necessary.Not too many years ago, art that was fulfilling to create felt like selfish indulgence. (It may be true, I don’t know and/or haven’t decided…) But commercial “art”? Really, does the world need another ad, brochure, website, perfectly lit photo of Mr. Executive? Society is drowning in this junk. Participating feels like prostituting the soul. Which is a whole lot worse than selfish indulgence. Neglecting fine art to pursue “making a living” seems a mistake. It’s time…

Fort Jefferson

old dogs, new tricks

I recently signed up at one of those popular-with-the-kids online communities. Not so much to see what my kids were up to as to communicate with them, more often, on their terms. My fifteen year old needs to think about whether or not we can be friends online. That’s acceptable of course: he is fifteen, after all. My older kids are fine with it though, and really, it’s pretty cool. Do you know how much art you can find there, for example?  And photos I’ve never seen of what the children are doing at say, 10pm. Enlightening in a variety of ways.  I do find myself a bit confused though: someone sent me a fire? What the heck? Is that a good thing or not? I have no clue…Old dog, new tricks. Life is interesting.  

archi-funk

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