Thursday, July 30, 2009

where we've been

It goes in looking like this:It comes out looking like this:

Machine for spinning yarn
Machine that "cards" the wool: This machine is from 1908 and still going strong. Amazing, eh?
Cute baby eating wool on the way home, photo courtesy of his sister.
They loved the llama too.

Ohio Valley Natural fibers made my life easier! I brought home ELEVEN pounds of carded wool that had previously been sitting in my basement. Now, when I go to my basement, I don't feel so much like the princess in Rumpelstiltskin who really could not spin all that straw into gold!

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Why I have Not Written Poetry

Why have I not written poetry?
Perhaps is is the inevitable siren call of cynicism that comes with age and marriage.
Perhaps it is the descent into daily life that takes me far away from my heart, my soul, and leads me to the monotony that can be peaceful, spiritual, but more often than not, ends up inspiring complacency.
No.
It is the lovers
The seducers that lurk in stone-clad alleyways
of French streets, their smoke
the only flags they wear
lulled to sleep by the constant itch
I follow the smells of worlds within
and promises without
The lovers of words, of fabric, of music
Their heady competitions used to leave me breathless
And now I wander listless, forlorn, unable to choose
I am the homeless artist
I am the seduced

Monday, July 13, 2009

Can we talk food?

Summer, glorious summer, and the bounty of the Goddess. The height of fullness and generosity. At the health food store, they were out of tahini, so I bought sesame seeds, brought them home, and put them in the Cuisinart for a LONG time. A little sesame oil and voila', I had tahini.
Now, I did make hummus with some of the tahini and the rest of it was mixed with local honey and will definitely be a staple in our home. Today I used it for apple dip (we love dipping around here) and then put it on top of panang curry. Speaking of the panang curry, it is just a bunch of vegetables cut up (all local: yellow squash, potatoes, zucchini, onions, eggplant, garlic, and even basil), one can of coconut milk, a dollop of panang curry paste (available at Asian groceries) and simmer away. Serve over brown rice. I served mine over brown rice with the tahini-honey mixture. Mmmmm. It reminded me of the Buddha Bowl I had in Asheville at The Laughing Seed.
I turned 41 on Saturday and had a hankering for ice cream. Instead, I ordered a book on making vegan ice cream from Amazon. I will be making ice cream soon. I'm stretching it out into a birth month since I'm so fashionably slow.
I also want to make crackers and jam.
Alas, no pictures. I have to go buy batteries. We got back from vacation and I cannot, for the life of me, find the battery recharger or its accompanying batteries.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Am I Crazy?

I sure feel crazy these days. This is more of a venting-type writing.
I am trying to start a business and make my making bona-fide. I took on a teaching gig the week after vacation (this week) and went into it feeling unprepared. I needed a vacation from vacation! Now I am reaping what I've sowed, and making bad decisions. This class, where I am teaching only an hour each day, has taken so much time and prep work that I did not anticipate and has taken some of the fun out of it. AND I am simultaneously preparing for an art fair while trying to juggle breastfeeding and the needs of my other children. AND so many random things keep happening...car troubles, stove fires, paperwork, illness...
It's been overwhelming. I want to enjoy summer and enjoy raising my children.
My father-in-law once told me, "you're not making money if you are working by the hour." Boy, is that ever true! So there I go making another job for myself that is working by the hour. Somehow I hope to creatively transform the opportunities given into something that brings me income without me having to be tied to making a bunch of stuff. Because I do enjoy making, I don't want to take all the fun out of it by becoming a producer....my one-man factory. The whole point is to have more time.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Slow

Wow, I must've taken that slow thing seriously because I didn't even blog in June like I said I would. My world has been taken over by an art fair I am doing (Crescent Hill 4th of July) and teaching at Bellarmine's Waldorf Institute, and I actually went to St. Augustine in between. Not very slow, eh? Time bends funny for me in this, my 41st year of life (I turn 41 this month)
Ok, back to being all talk and no action. I will post pics of all my making after this weekend.