Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Crow to Crow

Tryna speak...

all about eggs

Century egg, also known as preserved egg, hundred-year egg, thousand-year egg, and thousand-year-old egg, is a Chinese cuisine ingredient made by preserving duck, chicken or quail eggs in mixture of clay, ash, salt, lime, and rice straw for several weeks to several months, depending on the method of processing. After the process is completed, the yolk becomes a dark green, cream-like substance with a strong odor of sulfur and ammonia, while the white becomes a dark brown, transparent jelly with little flavor or taste. The transforming agent in century egg is its alkaline material, which gradually raises the pH of egg from around 9 to 12 or more.[1] This chemical process breaks down some of the complex, flavorless proteins and fats, which produces a variety of smaller flavorful compounds. (wikipedia)

Monday, August 11, 2008

Obsessions

my next patio farming endeavor


growing rice...to be continued

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Art Day 56, Twilight

Show Me What Ya Got

Art Day 56, Twilight
The Conceptualist

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Reversals

Clock

What am I doing with my life??????


Every two weeks I go through an intense worry session of "What am I doing with my life?". Its annoying and silly, but its like clockwork....two good weeks pass, everythings fine, then suddenly my thoughts and emotions descend into "What am I doing with my life" bi-monthly worry session. Wah.

Friday, August 8, 2008

2 years later...



Night is on a hamster wheel.
This is how it feels.

She will be getting off soon.

GUEST PËNZ -- A Conversation After Teeth

Submitted by Bettina Judd

A Conversation After Teeth

What do you think happened?
What makes you think something happened?

She has no teeth. Something must have happened.
What if she just doesn’t have teeth?

No one just doesn’t have teeth. Someone must have hit her.
Like who?

Like, a husband, a boyfriend, a jealous girlfriend or something.
What if she knocked out her own teeth?

That’s ridiculous. No woman would not want her teeth.
What if this woman didn’t?

That’s impossible.
What if she needed to be free?

Needed to be free of what?
Of being a woman with teeth.

That doesn’t make sense.
Take Britney Spears for example…

That’s completely different. That was her hair.
She needed to be free.

No woman would not want her teeth.
It stands to reason…

Knocking out ones teeth is reasonable?
Maybe to her…

That’s insane, no woman would not want her teeth.
What if this woman didn’t? What if she wanted to be free?

What if she didn’t?
Stellar Grammar by Karel Nel
540 million-year-old carboniferous dust from Gondwanaland and
salt from the Atlantic ocean on a wooden base

Thursday, August 7, 2008


Its not at all surprising, but I can't stop thinking about perfect lovers! Its so........perfect : ).

More perfect lovers

Clock

ways of breathing

The Taos Gorge

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Art Day 55, Twilight

Joy

Art Day 55, Twilight
The Conceptualist

Guest Pënz: Appeal





Altar Prayer 1
Twilight Tonight
-The Good Rev





After Surgery, Trauma or a Really Fucked Up Day (also: After Noon)

Healing Hands image from Silvia Hartman dot com.

Healing, assessed physically, is the process by which the cells in the body regenerate and repair to reduce the size of a damaged or necrotic area. Healing incorporates both the removal of necrotic tissue (demolition), and the replacement of this tissue.

The replacement can happen in two ways:

  • by regeneration: the necrotic cells are replaced by the same tissue as was originally there.
  • by repair: injured tissue is replaced with scar tissue.

Most organs will heal using a mixture of both mechanisms.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

If you find

my brain, tell it I said

E=mc squared times itself

ways of dreaming

Unknowingly...





Arnulf Rainer and his collection of Outsider Art
india ink on photograph


Arnulf Rainer

From Experimental Desires, Flesh & Perfect Lovers

Monday, August 4, 2008

ready i guess.....

ways of telling

Perfect Lovers by Felix Gonzalez-Torres

Lost:

Time.

If anybody finds my time, please send it to t' = t(1 + Φ / c2) where Φ = gh

* g is the acceleration during turnaround
h is the distance to the originating point

Thanks.

The Conceptualist

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Everybody's a Critic

Clearing the Detritus
Curtis on Penz
Night 54

Friday, August 1, 2008

Sea Over Dark Penz

Recipe for Pear Tart

Pears, Peeled
Lemon Juice
Sugar
Water

Boil the pears in water, sugar and lemon juice. They should stay firm. Cool them with the syrup overnight. While you sleep. Resist the urge to eat them over a bowl of vanilla ice cream. And definitely avoid the canned pears. It's just not the same. Although, really, if you'd like you could. Use canned pears, I mean.

Almonds, Blanched
More sugar, but powdered this time
Salt
Flour
Butter
Egg yolk - one

Make the crust by blending the almonds, sugar and salt together until they make a paste, also known as goy oy marzipan. Then add the butter, blend, then the egg, blend and finally the flour. Mix together. Set aside to cool - this is your crust. Or you can buy one.

Almonds, Blanched
MORE SUGAR
Flour
Butter
Egg - one

Yum. Grind the almonds and the flour together. Then add the butter. Then the egg. Chill. And chill. Kick back. Water your plants. Go for a walk. Call a friend. You have three hours - at least - before you can use the stuff.

After you've checked your email for the gazillienth time, preheat the oven to 375 degrees Fahrenheit (191 degrees Celsius). Roll out your dough, freeze it for 10, then bake it for another 10. Cool crust. Turn oven down 25 degrees F (15 degrees C). Spread out filling, slice pears, lay out. Pretty. Make pretty pear tart. Cook until golden (about an hour).

Guest Pënz @ Soul Mountain



Poet & Writer Tara Betts took Pënz out on the scene @ Soul Mountain.

Thanks for the ride, Tara!

So...


Is it just me, or does the word 'twitter' make anyone think of 'nipple'? I don't know why, but each time I hear or read 'twitter', i picture a boob. or maybe i'm just a bit of a perv. Have a good weekend everybody!

Recipe for Chocolate Cake

Double chocolate cake.

Lots of chocolate
Flour
Baking Powder
Salt
Sugar
Eggs
Butter
Milk
More.

Mix together. Bake. Smear across spoon. Serve with ice cream. Eat. Enjoy.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Ana-back to basics.

Ready to be home

Almost there...almost there.
When I get there, I think I'll stay a while.

labneh...I'm obsessed...you will be too!


Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Different Faces

Raijin

Night Brings Completion!

And yes...on Night 53 the book is...
DONE!!!!!
(big sigh. bigger thanks.)
WOO HOO!!!!!

how to draw a labyrinth




Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Art Day 53, Twilight

Missing

Art Day 53, Twilight
The Conceptualist

booooo....hoooo........Scrabulous Barred to North American Users

NEW DELHI — The Calcutta-based brothers who developed the popular online game Scrabulous bowed to legal pressure Tuesday and barred North American users from playing the game on facebook.

The software developers, Rajat and Jayant Aggarwalla, whose adaptation of the board game Scrabble attracts more than half a million players a day on Facebook, said they were forced to pull the game down from the popular social networking site after Facebook received legal notices from Hasbro.
read more at nytimes

I really, really love this bird.

rendered helpless

Monday, July 28, 2008

clean or dirty?


Different Faces

Tlaloc

After Noon

In breath
Out breath
Sing


Something about the late afternoon light on those trees, especially that one, fills me. Today I read this: "...when a lot of things start going wrong all at once, it is to protect something big and lovely that is trying to get itself born. This something needs for you to be distracted so that it can be born as perfectly as possible."

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Sunday, July 27, 2008

Different Faces

Chango

Edgar is a Liar

But he swears he made this video.



Liar. It was a vidresponse to this one by Gore.

But um ... yeah. So I was talking to my BFF in LA and she was all: "Yeah girl I finally made it to the beach last week. It's wild cuz it was the first time I'd been to the beach and normally I would have been to the beach a million times by this late in the summer. It's just really not been very warm here this summer. It was like 100 degrees all during the spring, but the summer ..."

Edgar says, "Hey. We been all over the damned country this summer (Sorry, Dakotas. next time.) and it's like the climate change shit is everywhere evidenced. Maybe it'll break into Night more. But Night is kind of a pussy so ... Yeah Night! Stay your ass in that gym so you can outrun them tsunami waves! Pussy."

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Almost Home

Night Contemplates Flight
Past & Present on Future + Humiliation/Joy
Art Year 1, Night 52
-The Linguist

Planted at ye olde Art Colony

Penz in the Florence Griswold Garden

Old Lyme, Connecticut
Night 52

So.....

when i was little, and i'd have sleep overs in my parents room (this just meant sleeping on the floor) (and i dont know why we did this), we'd say goodnight to each other, and my mom would always say "g'nite John Boy." It was part of a little routine we had going for a long time, though I never discovered who John Boy is.....

: )

Friday, July 25, 2008

When I was a kid I thought I might marry

Johnny Appleseed.
Or, Because he would probably
be kind of old and gross, maybe
I'd just be him when I grew up.
You know. But me. With apples and seeds.
Whatevs.

Art Day 52, Twilight

Well

Art Day 52, Twilight
The Conceptualist

DIY

being broke = : (
Do It Yourself = : )

Being Broke = Do it Yourself MORE!

infiniphonic's cousin

sempiternal \sem-pih-TUR-nuhl\, adjective: Of never ending duration; having beginning but no end; everlasting; endless.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

in case of emergency

Tonight I'm reading this:


don't bite me in the face.

Different Faces

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