I LOVE this book.
Archive for the ‘Food’ Category
11 May 2019
Make art about spicing it up, whatever ‘it’ is 🙂
The Hunger: Open for Submissions Until April 15th
Deadline: April 15, 2019
“The Hunger is a journal of visceral writing that publishes fiction, poetry, nonfiction, hybrid work, and visual art. The theme of “hunger” is not confined only to food, but hungers and thirsts of all kinds: the craving for connection, the human need to be filled or emptied, the devastating desires that define our most alive moments. Hungers can be sexual, romantic, familial, individualistic, spiritual, creative, sorrowful, conflicted, humanistic, and/or existential. Send us work that bleeds. We want to be devoured.”
For submission guidelines visit www.thehungerjournal.com/submit.
22 November 2017
Make art about a memory associated with the scent of spices.
26 July 2017
The world is in so much pain right now, so much anger, so much fear. If I am not mindful, that collective despair will weigh down on my back, settle ’round my shoulders like a yoke, until it chokes me, and I am become part of the problem, rather than doing what I think I should–choosing light, choosing peace, choosing Love–doing all that I can to be a force for compassion and Love in this world. So I have to make sure that I care for myself, body and spirit. I personally seek solace in the natural world, in my garden.
It reminds me, daily, that we are made not from our successes, but from the narrative of learning embodied in failure, every lush, red tomato now the product of years on my knees, learning, lessons gifted by seeds that did not germinate, rain that did not fall, soil that wasn’t ready, woodlings that wandered in and ate the fruit, reminders of my rent being due, for sharing this space.
Reward, and humility, in equal share, mistakes and losses, the cost of carelessness, the reminder that I own no space alone in my time on this planet, reside always in the garden. But even more, for me, in that small space, dwells possibility. Even in the darkest winter months, I imagine what will come, with spring. I find solace in the garden’s persistent gift, the imagining of an unimaginable future.
Make art about where you find solace.
6 June 2017
Make art inspired by this.
8 March 2017
Make art about collective power.
9 March 2017
Make art about the violence of poverty.