Prep

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prep

When I cook, I do a minimal amount of prep. I enjoy the outcome, but don’t enjoy chopping, squeezing and opening. By the time I’ve tasted and put all the ingredients together, I sometimes lose my appetite. Honestly, I don’t how chefs ever sit down for a meal. The joy of the final product for me, is muddled in steps to finish.

However, there are times I enjoy the process, and they are with my friend Kathy. When we are cooking at her house, the work sings. Her husband is humming and I’m whistling while the “stew is simmering”. It’s a threesome who know their place in the kitchen.

There are some kitchens that are more suited to the prep than others. Her’s is one. With granite counters and surgically sharp knives, I don’t mind the effort for the reward.

 

As clear as glass

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glasses

Dr. Ph. Martin’s watercolors are the bomb. I just haven’t figured out how to use them successfully for me – until tonight. They are strong-willed, sometimes opaque and wonky to me. However, I love them and am determined to utilize this beautiful gift.

Because of their opacity, I asked myself if glass would be the perfect challenge. How do I paint, illustrate and keep the glass clear?

Having had a good experience balancing cups recently, I decided to try water glasses from the kitchen. Good?

I’m pleased.

Dance the sin

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Make me blue, give me wings,
make the house jive coffee, make it simmer,
jump and trip the wires – let it rip my cords.

appleFlash-time purpose, pinch and feel my throat.

No sense like the present, no purposeful feel and
certainly no spring uptown or down low.

A little more belt, tightened around my waist,
slipping down, way down.

Give me a zap, a current – sizzled fat or
bone to dirt – I’ll take them both.

A little less bible – give me a belt. Give me
black, give me toes with straight-up curls –
make me pant the word – help me dance the sin.

2010 Barry Comer – Illustration 2015