My post yesterday entitled “Smile” featured an image of a sketch depicting a girl with an umbrella. It was a very happy uplifting image but I hadn’t been able to find the artist’s name
Thanks to a friend of mine Kay I have now found out that the artist is Molly Hahn.
Molly Hahn is a catoonist based in California and she is known for her daily comic “Buddha Doodles”
She began these sketch doodles as a daily daily meditative practice and gradually found that people wanted to see more of them. So she started posting “Buddha Doodles”on line at http://www.buddhadoodles.com
Molly Hahn has published a number of books including Buddha Doodles Gratitude Journal : Cultivate Love and Buddha Doodles Gratitude Journal: Shinning Your Light.
Even though it seems I am very late in getting to know Molly Hahn’s work , I am thankful to have found another inspirational artist. Where would we be without them?
I have been reading recently about food fusion and hearing about it on food programmes. Surely this concept has been around since Adam was a boy.
Perhaps we use the style of cooking which we are used to, then move to a new location where ingredients are different but we use the cooking techniques we know, to cook with the new ingredients. Surely people have been doing this for hundreds of years.
There are cook books abounding with the fusion concept. The concept is not new but if it draws people into cooking for themselves I for one am all for it.
I really enjoy reading cook books especially second-hand ones. I like to imagine those other food lovers who have read and used the recipes within. However, it is the books which have been both loved and used which I cherish the most.
Some of my reading memories are to do with cook books and tonight not being able to sleep I started to read a cook book which had belonged to my mother-in-law Sheila and which was recently given to me.
The book is only 9 inches long by 5 inches wide with less than a hundred pages. The cover is intact but the spine will need repairing and it is obvious that this book was used over and over again. It is called “the Tricity cookery book”. It is a very straight forward cook book with only 4 colour plates. There are a few sketches but this book is all about the recipes. Some pages were used more often than others and I love the fact that it isn’t in pristine condition. It was a book which was used.
Right beside it on my cookery shelf, I found “A taste of Ireland in food and pictures” by Theodora Fitzgibbon. A friend of mine Rhona, who knows how much I love cookery books, gave it to me prior to moving to Charlton near Banbury in the United Kingdom to run The Rose and Crown. If you get a chance to visit just try the superb food there.
Again, this is a small cookery book but it has a wealth of history together with the recipes. The edition I have ,was published by Pan in 1971. One odd thing about the recipes is that the quantities are not only given in imperial measurement as was used in Ireland at the time but also in U.S. cup measurements. However, on the back of the book there is an endorsement by the Irish Tourist Board. Perhaps this book was intended for the tourist industry mainly and that would explain the use of U.S. measurements.
The black and white photographs which accompany each recipe give more information on the times and evoke a sense of times past. The recipes cover everything from toffee to cruibíns. If you ever come across this book it is well worth a read especially if you are interested in social history or cookery.
In an article for www.writing.ie “Thoughts for Budding Poets” Liz Cowley says and I quote “…poetry shouldn’t be like medicine – hard to swallow but good for you”. I totally agree.
Liz Cowley is one of my favourite poets Her work is so accessible. She can make the most mundane seem important. That together with the laughter which mingles with the often-tough topics of everyday living is what makes reading her poetry so enjoyable.
Liz Cowley opens the article “Thoughts for Budding Poets” by suggesting that many people are poets but are afraid that that we would be embarrassed by our ramblings/ scribblings. That those scribblings would not be good enough. Perhaps she is correct and that there is a poet in all of us just waiting to get out.
Why Put Off Things
Why delay? Why put them off –
the things we could have done before?
Why is it that we hesitate
and what is it we’re waiting for?
Why don’t we do things sooner?
Why do we often hesitate
until the day it’s much later,
it’s suddenly become too late?
Taken from the book “And Guess Who He Was With” by Liz Cowley
This year for the very first time I have been involved in a Secret Santa through an on-line book club which I was able to join this year.
My Secret Santa parcel arrived this morning and with it a dilemma. As you know paper is important to me. My present was beautifully wrapped in Art Deco type paper. Black background with small bronze Christmas trees in a line. The next line was bronze zig zag with angular corners. So reminiscent of the Art Deco period. Each bronze decorated line was followed by a pure white straight line. The pattern on the paper was a work of art.
Oh my, but I was torn. I wanted to find out what book I had received but I did not want to damage this beautiful paper. A mug of coffee later and it was time. With a scalpel, extra light on my work table and a steady hand I began the job of opening the paper. Thank goodness, my Secret Santa had not used double sided tape. With care I actually achieved removing this beautiful paper to reveal my book.
However, before scrutinising the book, the paper was ironed to remove the creases. Yes, ironing it does work. Just make sure it is a dry iron at low temperature. I already have a few ideas for using it. It definitely could be used as background for a greeting card but I think for the moment it will be placed in my drawer containing “special paper” to be used at a future date, possibly.
The book I received wrapped in that wonderful paper was “he said she said” by Erin Kelly and published by Hodder and Stoughton. I would have walked past this book in a book shop. The dust cover would not have attracted me nor would the fact that it was termed a “psychological thriller”. Like everything else in life there are times to try something new and I look forward to reading it during the Christmas period.
Happy Christmas reading especially if it is a genre which you don’t normally read.
Early morning and yet again no sleep so think it is time for root among my cookery books. I really enjoy reading cookery books. I especially enjoy learning where the ideas for recipes have come from.
The most delicious recipes are very often those recipes which have been handed down through generations, with every generation adding a slight tweak.
I started to flick through some of the cookery books and immediately I was transported back to when I had bought them. Wow I had totally forgotten I had the Food Aid Book.
Do you remember Band Aid in 1984? It was founded by Bob Geldof and Midge Ure to raise money for the fight against famine in Ethiopia. On November 20th the single “Do They Know It’s Christmas” was recorded and five days later it was released.
In 1985, while watching Live Aid Delia Smith got the idea that the food industry including chefs could also give or donate to the fight against famine. The seed of an idea for a cookery book grew. Together with Sir Terry Wogan and within two months the book was selling off the shelves in 1986, having been published by the BBC. The book however, was different form the norm in that it is made up of cherished recipes donated by the people both famous and not so famous. Some recipes were sponsored by food industry with the recipes themselves being wide and varied.
The first recipe was provided by Dian Princess of Wales. However, the majority of recipes are from ordinary individuals willing to share a cherished recipe.
My favourite recipe is a recipe for a ham sandwich devised by the comic Ronnie Barker and which finishes
“Place £5 in envelope and whisk off to Food Aid . Enjoy sandwich knowing that someone will eat with that £5 note.”
My recipe for soda bread was given to me by my Aunty Mary Dan and hasn’t changed. Our Christmas Pudding Recipe has changed from the heavy dark pudding of childhood to a lighter pudding which at this stage cannot be altered or it is no longer “our” Christmas pudding. Of course we have “drinky” biscuits, so-called because our son would have half the batter drunk before the flour had been added to make it into biscuits.
Do you have any cherished family recipes or new ones which you have devised and are now part of the family repertoire?
What books have you read which are totally out of your comfort zone?
UP front here, I am the biggest coward on two feet. Dr. Who tv series has always scared me. I prefer to record tv programmes or download so that I can fast forward over the bits which scare me. Yes, honestly a total whoosh
As for books? I have a vivid imagination so reading about a human being viciously hurting another human being is a scene I really don’t need to read about. As I have said before I enjoy a COZY mystery the emphasis on COZY. Blood and gore literally make me sick.
However, being a member of a Facebook discussion book group sometimes one must take the plunge and read outside of the comfort zone. So last month the theme was “Books which Scare you”. The suggestion for those who don’t like to be scared was Joe Hill’s “The Fireman”. This was for the scaredy cats like me. Ha, ha: after two chapters, which I read in daylight, I heard a noise above me. I jumped out of my skin looked out of the window to see my neighbour’s cat casually sauntering along the path having knocked down a new flowerpot I had left on the window sill. My heart was racing. See I did tell you I was a scaredy cat. I am afraid I didn’t finish the book. Perhaps someone can tell me how it ends during daylight hours pleas.
Now I have a friend who absolutely loves these sorts of books. Anne this is definitely one for you.
For anyone who enjoys horror books an author which has been recommend is Chris Rush . Book titles include “Folklore”, and “All Shall Suffer”.
For me it’s back to Ruth Dudley Edwards.