Detail of new work finished tonite, but not finished in this photo! I know, why don't I wait until it's done to take the picture? Oh well.
This weekend was a lot of fun. We space-cleared, cooked amazing soup and biscuits from our box of co-op loot, crafted, made "dirt volcanoes", bathed long and warm, and generally just made good use of our time even when doing nothing at all.
The soup was creamy kale and it was WOWSZER good. I made the mistake of juicing black kale (twice...) and nothing I could do made it palatable-and then I felt turned off from ever eating it again, it was so traumatic. I like that nice, friendly curly green kale, but black is evil. So I set out to find a recipe from someone who was struggling to make it taste good despite a relationship that had gotten off to a bad start. I found Dianne and I'm so grateful. Don't be put off by the lentils and quinoa part, they actually gave it a really good texture. I think split peas would have made it just as good, and even barley instead of the quinoa, but I love the little cute bits the quinoa leaves behind after you blend the heck out of the whole mess. I also used natural peanut butter instead of the almond butter I didn't happen to have-amazing. Even Miles chowed it down. I did not have high hopes for this soup, but it was really good! I made tiny little dill biscuits to go with it. Mmm.
It has rained here the last few days, a great reason to hole up in my studio and eek out some collagey paintings that have been brewing in my brain for so long. The same themes come out when I paint, I don't think I know exactly why. Is it that I'm stuck somewhere I should try to move forward out of, or are there simply underlying themes of balancing wild and domestic that will always be a part of what wants to be expressed? I just keep doing the work and not caring too much about why.