Friday, January 7, 2011

Quick As A Lick Veg Soup with a Surprise

Frosty would have been  shivering in our
house this morning.  Outside is was 15F/-9C
inside it was 50F/10C. Raccoon attack
on the compost barrel and we were up with
the hounds at 5:30 am. Raccoon successfully
treed, hounds howled and by the time they came
in(and the raccoon was able to make her escape)
all was warm and the coffee was perc, perc,
percolating on the wood stove.

A day for soup.  Quick as a Lick Veg Soup with
a surprise.

Step One:
Start with wood stove, or any stove, or crock pot.
























Step Two:
rough chop any onion, carrots and celery
with leaves...about a cup each minimum.
I like more carrots and celery so I add more.
Saute in olive oil to wilt the onion.


Step Three:
Add three secret ingredients. pulverized dried mushroom
any kind you like. About 1/4 cup or half a package.
























A hunk of parmesan or romano cheese,
just drop it in the pot. And some Arame seaweed.
























Or any kind of seaweed you like.
Arame reminds me of little black noodles
and I like the texture.

Step Four:
To the pot I add about 1 1/2 cups of Bob's
Red Mill Veg Soup Mix (not gluten free, but
they may make a version that is)
























One quart of Pacific veg broth
which again I am not sure is gluten
free but this powdered sub is. Add one quart of
water too.

























or

























One Can of whole Italian tomatoes
(I like whole tomatoes, that way you know what
you are getting)
























And seasonings and spices to your taste.
I always add dried basil and oregano and lots
of thyme and ground smoked peppercorn mix and a little salt.
























Step Five:  Simmer away for most of the day.
To serve drizzle with a little olive oil and some
grated italian cheese on top.

Tell your husband, kids, partner, room-mate, dog or cat to
tell you how much they love you. Oh, and have them
do the dishes...while you the cook take pictures of
yourself in the mirror.
























Kind of a smile,
kind of a grimace,
I'm not so good at this....

Stay warm, eat soup
and enjoy.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Gifts of Friendship, Stories to Tell

I was so surprised yesterday to open this
wondrous package from my friend Kim.


















A rusted bumpy ceiling tile, bark cloth from Papua, New Guinea
A painted mat that looks like a feed bag on the back, some hand
made paper and a silk scarf.

All I can say is with friends like Kim, well, ain't she grand.
Please visit her and tell her so. She makes darn fabulous jewelry
and some spunky mixed media art.  She loves rusty wire
and all manner of found things.  A friend close to my soul.

On another note:

I don't know about you all, but I have noticed that it feels like
lots of changes are happening, unsettling changes, from the
solstice and lunar eclipse?  Do you all feel it? I have been
cleaning out files, making space with urgency it seems.
What is moving me?  Who knows...what is moving you?

Tell me your stories.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

When in Doubt Scribble

One of the most unreal aspects of the
intuitive painting process for me is that during
the process of painting out your soul
you hit a wall.

Now it's your soul, so how can you be hitting
a wall painting you?  Seems illogical, seems
untrue in a way, seems bizarre.
Well it happens because of
that big ugly critic called FEAR.

I'm not good enough, not worthy enough, not
whatever the heck it is at that moment, the house
isn't clean, I haven't walked the dogs yet, grocery
shopping, laundry, picking up kids,
whatever; it's enough to make
you stop in your tracks.

Now the best, most true thing about intuitive painting is
that the process is EVERYTHING and the outcome
is irrelevant.  Doesn't matter what the painting looks
like at the end. As long as YOU take YOU it to it's completion.
So the FEAR shows up for a reason and it's up to you
and your soul to figure out what it's all about.

So yesterday I was painting and trying to get into the
energy groove and hit that wall.  Oh, can't do this
without the group, need the vibe of the group,
where are my structures(aka Chris my wild
heart centered hawk guide), my tribe pals
that help us all feel the buzz in the room.

I froze and thought this #$#@$#@%$!!!!

I couldn't move through color(which is what
usually first grabs me), nothing was moving.
I was inert until I grabbed a pencil and used
my frustration and fear to just scribble,
scribble all over the painting.
I began to feel the tension melt away
and the energy to begin once more to
simply glow inside.
I glopped some more paint onto my palette
and started again.

This one's not done yet, much more to go
it's whispering in my ear, but at least it's humming.
I can go back to it with brush and tempura and
let my soul lead the way.

























When in doubt(FEAR), scribble...

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Idea File for the New Year

De-stash, create and play, well
that's what I did yesterday.

I rescued a tattered manilla folder
to create a pocket file for ideas.
All those little jotted notes that
seem to be everywhere and
get lost because they have no home.

I thought what better way to start
2011 than with a purposeful way
to not only continue to recycle but
to use up the stash and find a way
to be a teensy bit organized.  Just
a teensy bit because if I get too
focused on orangization(freudian slip
maybe I am supposed to get more
orange-ized eh), I won't
get anything fun done.

Here is a great article on clutter
that will make all you crafty
hoarders happy.  It is written
by my intuitive arts teacher
Chris Zydel (also known to me as my hawk guide)
and here is the link to the article.
 http://creativejuicesarts.com/blog/2009/01/

I read it this morning and felt ever so much
happier about my small bit of clutter in this
world.

So an idea file to greet the new year.
























An old photo of a gal which I thought was
kind of sassy in a homespun way. Some vintage
lace, some prima crochet flowers and various
bits of paper collage, some from friends(Kimbucha),
always need to have the energy of friends in our ideas
and easter egg color paints.


















A pocket folder created
out of partially painted watercolor paper
and some washi tape.
Sewing, painting and
fabric to reinforce the fold.
























Vintage coffee stained
linen strip for the spine,
more wild stitching with
Sulky mutlitcolored thread
and bright Spring like paints.
























A spunky woman in hat
and boots hiding behind a glassine
envelope, what could be better.

Happy days...