Ever More Complex and Colorful Drawings

Amie’s drawing is becoming more complex and colorful every day. Something must have pushed her onwards. It’s amazing! Let’s see if Mama can keep up with the developments this time. Click on the pics to see them larger and also go to the Flickr set with Amie’s art work to see tags and notes; also visit the Drawing as it Develops page for the history of Amie’s drawing since she could hold a pen.

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Amie and Mama in the garden with bumblebee, ladybug / with birds and clouds and a big watering can, and flowers

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Amie in the garden (the bumblebees and ladybugs for some reason all have eye stalks, like snails) / Amie and Mama in the garden holding hands.

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Amie swimming (on top) in the water with fish and shark with big teeth.

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Top to botton: a rainbow, a rocket ship, a horse.

New Drawings: Events, Spatial Relations and Colors

It’s been a while since I reported on Amie’s art work (she just turned four). Since the burst of creativity when Amie’s grandmother was here, she has been more interested in imaginary play and playing outside. Lately though she has been sitting down to draw for long stretches of time, all of her own accord. It pays off to have all the art materials freely available – even though it is annoying to trip over them once in a while. On the flip side, there’s always a crayon when I need a pen! She also always brings a little book and a pen so she can draw in the car or cart (in the grocery store).

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There have been several developments. Amie now likes to do coloring in – not an exercise in creativity in my book – and has started paying extra attention to staying within the lines. But she soon tires of it and moves on to a blank piece of paper, the bigger the better.

On those big sheets she often draw not just “things,” but happenings: events, actions, contexts, interactions, and relations. I had been planning on gently prodding her into taking this next step, but she took it all on her own.

She asked me to annotate the two following drawings, which were made one after the other.

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Dictated annotation: “This [arrow to first figure, on left] is Amie lying down on her big pillow with an extra pillow under hear head. She is resting. Next to her is Mama on a big pillow with an extra pillow.”

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Dictated annotation: “Amie drew: Our house with the basement (& light switch) and Mama sitting on the sofa, drawing on the big board, and Amie on the balcony feeding the hummingbird at the feeder, and the chimney.” (sorry for the bad photo: my scanner’s fried).

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There are a lot of stories in the drawing above, all related to a day in the garden. There’s a lot of grass and two big earthworms – she was in charge of a big bin of all the earthworms we found while raking our yard when sowing grass seed. A girl is watering the grass and the flowers. There’s a crude house. There are two scary faces (securely boxed off, in the lower left corner) – which are part of the Farmers Market decorations these days.

She usually does this kind of drawing fast, with little attention for details. It’s all about what is happening. Sometimes things happen so fast that this is the result:

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Or events get overlaid on each other. The next drawing is of two girls underneath a tree. The one on the left pulled down a branch and leaves and dirt fell into her hair, so you can no longer make out her hair and face:

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As she draws these she often tells the story out loud – Amie is always the narrator, she often includes “she jumped up”, on top of the action, and even “he said” for dialogue! In these instances she’s not concerned with the result, only with the act of putting it down, seeing her story unfold on paper.

At other times, however, she is very deliberate about the result. Then she  pays special attention, for instance, to the spatial relations of things in a drawing. These houses, for instance, she drew partly with a ruler – she is so proud of herself when she makes that straight box.

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And yesterday she was quiet for a long while, then ran into the room and showed me her drawing and her model:

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She had drawn the saucer by putting it down on the paper and tracing it. And she proudly said: “I drew it exactly, Mama. But I didn’t like the way the bear’s mouth is all squiggly, because he doesn’t look happy, so I drew his smile straight not squiggly.”

To while away the time she also sits down with her little book and draws “I Spy”. She spots something, says its name, then draws it, laying it out on the page. When the page is full, she moves on to the next page. The next drawings are of the things in the bathroom, made while I was taking a shower. She has learned Dan Price‘s advice: You will never be bored when “making lines”.

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You can see how colors are gaining importance for her. A while ago she drew this parrot – I just love the way she got those wings right, and the beak – and then she asked me to put a little colored cross in the parts so she could color it in properly. She was extra mindful of the head part, careful to leave the white part blank. I can’t find the finished drawing, when I do I’ll post it.

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And look at these while-away drawings of her cardboard castle/abbey. The colors are so intense!

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You can follow the development of Amie’s drawings in the “Drawing as It Develops” series (and I finally got round to updating the list of relevant entries).

Independence Day, Week 5 – and Winter Garden

Independence Days was somewhat hindered by a sorry head cold, but here’s what I did before –

Ah——tshoo!

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Rhubarb

Plant. Two 1-year-old rhubarb  plants: I know it’s not the season to plant them, but they look very healthy and were cheap so it’s worth experimenting. Seedlings are still patiently waiting for the hoop house.

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Harvest of 21 September 2009

Harvest. Kale, chard, green beans – those beans just keeps on giving! When cleaning out the dry bean bed, I found 1 straggler fava bean – needless to say it never made it into the kitchen. Coupla tiny onions and carrots. Celery: the stalks are slim but the flavor is intense. The last of a very disappointing crop of Salem potatoes.

Peachy Preserve. Canned cranberry-peach preserves (6 8oz), peach salsa (7 8oz), peach butter (8 8oz). That and some munching took care of my half bushel of peaches.

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Peach butter

Waste not. The egg man at my Farmers Market (eggs so fresh, they still have feathers stuck to them) sells them in used cartons, the half dozens he sells in dozen-cartons cut in half. I asked him if I should bring back the cartons from last week and he said yes, please, he’s always running short. So today i brought him the 50 or so egg cartons I had saved in anticipation of our chickens. That will now only happen next Spring, and by then we and our friends will have saved up enough new ones. I’m also saving all those peach seeds to be put in once I feel better – what are the chances I end up with a peach orchard? I also started saving the celery and carrot greens for veg stock – why hadn’t I thought of that before?

Want Not. The stores are putting away their canning stuff, so I stocked up on extra pectin and lids – not because they were on sale (they weren’t :( ), but to have them handy.

Build community food systems. Nothing much in particular, definitely no “building,” but here’s a thought about the Farmers Market. I make it a point to buy something at each stall at my Farmers Market (it’s a small market). I buy most of my produce there for 3 reasons: (1) reduced food miles, (2) I can ask the farmers personally about their pesticide use and employment policies, and (3) to support local and small agriculture. That last one is important: in the future we will want these farmers to still be in business, we will want that farm land to be still in use.

Eat the food. We ate all of the food we harvested – the harvest is a trickle at the moment, too little to can. The plan was to bake bread, but the dripping nose, 0% taste and splitting headache made it less than appetizing.

Thought for next year’s garden: tea plants and elecampane!

This is the general plan for the Fall and Winter garden (click for larger):

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The idea is to put up a small hoop house that will be dismantled next Spring (blue). It will cover a rectangle of two large (8×4) and two small (4 x 4) beds, which will each have a row cover – so double protection. These will have spinach, lettuce, kale, mizuna, broccoli, carrots, etc. The cold frame (smaller blue rectangle) in front of the house will either harbor the most hardy veggies, or I might experiment with a hot frame with fresh horse manure… My copy of Winter Harvest arrived just in time!

The orange/brown beds are in, the light yellow ones still need to be dug – hopefully this Fall. The yellow rows at the bottom left will be rows (not beds). I’m putting winter rye in all the unused beds this winter, except for Bed 12, which will have the rhubarb and garlic, and Bed 13, which might become home to all those peach seeds – I’ll transplant whatever erupts in Spring to pots.

Lifestyle Changes

Wow, Sharon has another great blog entry up: Dreaming a Life, about radical lifestyle changes – “whether they come from adapting to a deeply damaged climate or from addressing the crisis, whether they come from adapting to depletion or from enduring it.”

Sharon points out that much of the political unrest we are seeing comes from the fact that people are realizing that they have been lied to, that they can’t “have all the things they want – a future for their children and an affluent present now.”  Sharon also warns that “unless a true and comprehensible story is offered, false ones will be taken up, and used as bludgeons.”

She goes into why we like being lied to, why we make it so easy to be lied to, and why it takes so long for us to finally see the lie. We are constantly fed dreams not of our own making, and we aren’t autonomous enough to dream differently, creative enough to make our own dreams. We “imagine ourselves as unique because we choose among a large range of commercial options – we can decorate our kitchen with baby ducks, pigs or flowers; can choose between coke or pepsi, can decorate our bodies within a range of a dozen or so arbitrated ‘personal styles.’  Given the sheer number of commercial choices, it is perhaps no wonder that we imagine that this is sufficient to constitute an identity and a dream.”

And, she points out, the “green lifestyle” we are offered is just part of that manufactured dream. It does not constitute the radical lifestyle change that will come for all of us, because “there will never be a society in which everyone can have a personal hybrid”, and because “even the rich having them is a disaster.”

Because:

The math is really clear – there’s not enough climate leeway, not enough water, not enough food, not enough money, not enough oil, not enough gas, not enough dirt, not enough phosphorous, not enough rainforest…. not enough left in the world to avert disaster if we have rich people, who see themselves primarily as consumers in a consuming world, and who live as we do now.

Which means we need an American (and European and Australian and Japanese…) dream that can work – and we need it fast.

And it’s up to us – the rich people – to imagine it and promote it.

It can’t be a nightmare. It has to be, Sharon writes,

immediately accessible. It cannot require vast creative energies, because honestly, most people don’t have them.  It cannot require that everyone go against the grain, because, quite honestly, most of us go with the grain.  It cannot require that we build an imagine entirely internally – you have to be able to go look at it.

I am taking this to be my personal challenge. I choose to believe it is possible. How do we already live that dream, and how and where do we show it for all to see?

Creative Itches

Amie came home from school with a cold on Friday, I kept her home this morning, but she’ll be going back to school tomorrow. But I also got it. Runny nose, sneezies, ringing ears, head ache – o please let me be better by the morrow!

It is especially annoying because I couldn’t make it to my pottery class this evening – the first class in three months! My hands were itching. I gotta make something!

So instead I made lists. TO DO when I get better, that is, this week, please:

  1. use up last peaches (pickle them?)
  2. make pickles with Farmers Market pickles
  3. bake bread
  4. make yogurt
  5. make no-churn butter
  6. investigate quilting
  7. investigate making soap
  8. make a big flower press
  9. learn to use that sowing machine, again

And TO DO, better sooner than later, but not this week:

  1. build cheese press
  2. build hand churner
  3. build bread oven
  4. build cider press
  5. build stovepipe oven
  6. build workbench with vises
  7. build solar cooker

Goodnight…

The Whole Mama

Life is sweet.

In the mornings when Amie is at preschool I rewrite my book. It’s rather good, if I may say so myself, at least, I like it… In the afternoons Amie and I play, read and make art. We do our chores: filling the buckets with rain water, tending to the garden, canning, general cleanup, laundry and the like, and cooking dinner. Next week my pottery class is back in session, and this time around I plan to be a little more focused, maybe even on making some things that I could sell.

The Whole Mama is satisfied.

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Let’s just say that everything is peachy. At yesterday’s Farmers Market I bought half a bushel (24 lbs.) of peaches, on sale ($25). They were almost ripe, so I can process each batch that ripens, day by day. Today I made peach salsa, tomorrow I’ll make peach butter, the day after peach preserves, then peach jelly. I think there will be enough for peaches in syrup and some more of that peach salsa, it smelled so good.

I also bought a couple of large jute bags that coffee beans come in – a local coffee roaster donated them to the local food pantry. I might make something out of those, maybe also for selling later on. I am keen on  exploring the local, handmade, added-value market, and earning a little extra.

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As for the garden, yesterday I harvested and fried up two Applegreen eggplants, with some oil, pepper and salt. They were just sumptuous, so much better than the tasteless mush from the supermarket. Each of my two large eggplants will have given me only 3 fruits, though. The six plants that I put in slightly later but that are much smaller have only just started fruiting, and I don’t think those will make it before the first frost. It just hasn’t been a season for warm-weather vegetables. I’ve got only two tiny green peppers…

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At the moment I’m cooking this recipe with homegrown carrots, tomatoes (the last), onion (tiny, but very sharp), celery (thin stalks, but also very tasty), parsley, basil, oregano, and thyme. I added some homegrown kale and spinach as well. The house would smell even better if I were also baking some bread…

All that heat from cooking is welcome now. It’s getting nippy. I’m wearing socks, a sweater and a scarf. This evening DH and I will put our first log into the new wood stove. Neither of us has ever tended a fire, whether in a stove, a fireplace, or a fire pit. Time to experiment, before it really gets cold. I’m liking the prospect of winter…

Independence Days, Week 4

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Amie draws worms and a little girl watering the grass with the complete and barely-used artists set found at the landfill. Mm, something else seems to have come along from the landfill (click to enlarge) (*)

Warning: there’s a lot of “didn’t do” this week – it’s been a bit of a down-week…

Plant: Amie and I planted peas and favas in pots – they’ll be moved into the hoop house. I’m still waiting for the Fall seedlings to reach a good size before setting them out into the rain-burst and slug-eaten world, or more safely into the hoop house if things speed up on that front. I planted the Bountiful Harvest compost crop (fava, vetch, wheat and rye) in the largest terrace up front.

Harvest: New on the menu are peas and lima beans – so sweet straight out of the pod, they never make it to the pot! A few cherry tomatoes are still coming in, but not many: they too are eaten out of hand. The kale is really liking the chillier weather, and the chard is liking the absence of those huge cherry tomato plants looming over them. More tiny carrots and some nice, chunky radishes, and parsley. And the usual: green beans, the last dry beans, cucumbers and eggplants. I rummaged in the Salem part of the potato bins and was not pleased – maybe Salems, being med-season potatoes, weren’t the right kind for the bins. I hope the late-season Bintjes will have performed better.

Preserve: Gave the canner a rest this week, mostly due to the paucity of produce at the farmer’s market (tomorrow’s Farmers Market promises half bushels of peaches at reduced prices, and pears). But have been “minding the store”: checking the seals on the jars, stirring the blueberry/basil vinegar.

Waste not: The Starbucks coffee grounds have filled up all our compost bins – must make more (bins) because more (grounds) will be coming in. At the landfill I picked up bags and bags of perfectly fine board games, Mecano sets, a kid’s artist set, and, as you saw, a fat cockroach (*), as well as a small satellite dish that DH wants to turn into a solar oven. I got some more gardening tools through Freecycling. We’re continuing with all our usual stuff.

Want not: Bought a large bag of sugar for the stores.

Build community food systems: Unfortunately I wasn’t feeling well enough to execute the brilliant plan for our crazy-popular block party on Sunday. It  was to leach the tannins from the acorns Amie and I picked and to make muffins out of them (Straker from Doomstead Diary pointed me to a great EatTheWeeds video about acorns). Imagine everybody’s surprise at the accompanying card: “These muffins are made from acorns foraged right here.” Next year, or earlier, of we do some food related event before then. Did get to chat with lots of neighbors about our garden and our plans for next year. Made contact with a beekeeping couple in my town, and they offered to help me set up a hive in Spring. They’re also interested in the Transition Initiative I am trying to get going here!

Eat the food: We emptied a jar of the home-grown basil pesto I froze some weeks ago – yum on pasta and spread on bread! As usual ate a lot straight from the garden (see harvest), as well as some of the frozen burgers and sausages – there’s some room in the freezer again. We have a great freezer-system: a sheet stuck to the side of the fridge with four columns: the date something was “entered”, the food stuff, the packaging it’s in. I can see what we have and what is getting old at a glance.

(*) Geen zorgen, Oma, ‘t is maar nen plastieken kakkerlak!

(*) No worries, Oma, it’s only a plastic roach!

Next Year’s Summer Garden

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Here’s another TO-DO list, of sorts. Keeps me organized and accountable. Ahum…

What I didn’t have this spring and summer and want next summer

  • broccoli (was too late on this one)
  • peas (ditto)
  • green and red peppers (ditto)
  • some hot peppers
  • onions (tried but failed: all rotted in the wet)
  • squash (tried but failed: lots of blossoms, no fruits)
  • herbs herbs herbs: I had some in pots, but want them in the ground this time: their beds are almost ready.
  • strawberries
  • rhubarb (am planting it this week) – DONE
  • garlic (am planting it this week)
  • flowers! Need to establish flowers for the bees I hope to have one day.

What I had this summer and want more of

  • cucumber (for pickling)
  • beans
  • tomato
  • eggplant
  • potatoes, but so far I’ve only dug in the Salem potato bin and the pickings are pathetic – but then the Salem, being a mid-season potato, might not be the right kind for this kind of growing – we’ll see when I explore the two Bintjes bins… So I’m not sure whether we’ll repeat the potato bin experiment.
  • oh well, everything basically, except radishes and beets (we’re not fans)

This all means I need to start digging again, at least 8 more beds, some in the veg garden closer to the house and in the buckwheat field (all these will be in the shade), some in the backyard (sunny), one more up front (sunny).

I need to slash the buckwheat in the herb and berry beds to-be up front and sow compost crop (fava, vetch, wheat and rye). {UPDATE} Did so for the largest terrace bed.

I also have to build at least one more compost bin for the Starbucks coffee grounds, the Fall leaves, and the “orphan” pumpkins that will come our way after Halloween, and the horse manure.

We have to design and build the pvc-pipe hoop house in which we hope to experiment with a winter harvest. It will straddle a block of two or (if we’re ambitious) four 4×8 beds (2 feet apart).

The entire lower front yard also needs to be designed. It’s over the septic leach field, so that’s where the bee flowers will go, with a little pond to the side fed by a wetland system for the rain water overflow from our big roof.

So most of the harvest is in, but the hard work is really just beginning again.

Amie’s school finally starts tomorrow, so I will have time in the mornings to work on my novel (one last push). She lets me do manual labor – clean, cook, can, garden – but the moment I pick up a book or the laptop:

No, Mama, that’s not work!