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Posts tagged ‘Food is Poetry’

Daily Prompt Catch-Up! Gifts & Soup & Conspiracy Theories

Dec 18

Wrapping presents 🙂 I’ve never before managed to have them wrapped this early LOL  Make art about something kept under wraps. 

Dec 19

That bowl of soup—it was dearer than freedom, dearer than life itself, past, present, and future.” ― Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn  Made Garden Vegetable Soup for me and my son.

Make art about soup. 

Dec 20 

Read a new story this morning about someone carrying a belief in a conspiracy theory too far. Make art about conspiracy. 

tree with presents

Sometimes You Give the Prompt Away

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It’s Giving Tuesday
Make art about giving, about an act of charity.
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Sometimes the Prompt Has to Cook For a Bit

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❤ Makin Sweet Potato Pie with my daughter today.

Make art inspired by a family recipe.

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Sometimes the Prompt Fills You Up

10/22/2015

“I want to remember us this way—late September sun streaming through
the window, bread loaves and golden bunches of grapes on the table, spoonfuls of hot soup rising to our lips, filling us with what endures.”~Peter Pereira

Make art about sustenance.

lentil soup

Sometimes the Prompt Needs Some Preparation :-)

10/13/2015

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Putting in the winter garden, prepping so I’ll have them wonderful leafy greens even when the snow comes.

Make art about the ways we prepare for winter.

‘Cause I’m Crazy Excited! Daily Prompt :-) Passing on the Old Ways

My mama kept a garden to feed us kids when I was growing up. We were poor, but nowhere near as poor as my mother had been as a child, growing up as she did back in those beautiful North Carolina mountains in the Depression era.

One of the reasons I can is to remind myself to be grateful. I think about how this was the only way my grandmother–we called her Miz Pearl–had to feed my mama and her brothers and sisters, and how she’d work all summer so they would have anything to eat at all in the winter. One hard winter the only thing they had at all were the green beans Miz Pearl had canned the summer before. So as I’m working, I’m thinking how lucky most of us are, to have access to food in ways that the generations before us did not.  I’m not rich by any stretch, and I do love my home food, but I have never been hungry, not truly, because of women who put up food this way, who had that wisdom.

So i’m grateful. and really really aware of how I don’t need this food to live, how I don’t have to haul water up from the creek, how I don’t have to build a fire to cook, how hard, how so so so hard, those women before us worked to care for –just to feed–their families.

I’m even more grateful, and excited, because for the first time, my sons, my oldest J, who is 26, and his younger brother Dean–the one I call Manchild 🙂 just months away from his 21st birthday– have asked to learn how to preserve food by the old canning methods. Even Manchild’s best friend Colin wants to learn! So I’m one Happy Hippie Mama right now 🙂

The web of cultures in which I was raised teaches us to honor the wisdom of elders, to honor and appreciate the wisdom born of survival and innovation and ingenuity developed over thousands of years walked by the procession before us. It teaches us to honor what sustains us, the planet, and our community. I am excited to share this with my sons, with these young people.  I am honored, and humbled,  to have the chance to teach this way of Loving as it was taught to me.

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Daily Prompt

“Oh my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways. And deep ways and steep ways, and high ways, and low.”~Henry Lawson

Make art inspired by old wisdom.

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“When we respect our blood ancestors and our spiritual ancestors, we feel rooted. If we find ways to cherish and develop our spiritual heritage, we will avoid the kind of alienation that is destroying society, and we will become whole again. … Learning to touch deeply the jewels of our own tradition will allow us to understand and appreciate the values of other traditions, and this will benefit everyone.

I always encourage them to practice in a way that will help them go back to their own tradition and get re-rooted. If they succeed at at becoming reintegrated, they will be an important instrument in transforming and renewing their tradition.”― Thích Nhất Hạnh

 

Sometimes Food Is the Poem…or a Pickle :-)

This planet is so amazing, and so generous 🙂 My garden’s overflowing 🙂 so, Bread’n’Butter Pickles. For me, gardening and food, preparing it, preserving it, cooking it, eating it, sharing it, food is one of my most important creative resources, and one of the most important ways that I pray ❤

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