Saturday, January 20, 2018

Cassoulet

Cassoulet is a rich, slow-cooked casserole, containing meat (typically pork sausages, goose, duck and sometimes mutton), pork skin and white beans. Originating in the south of France, the dish is named after its traditional cooking vessel, the cassole, a deep, round, earthenware pot with slanting sides. I was watching a cooking show when this type of cooking utensil was mentioned and I just had to learn more. The photo is taken from an inactive etsy site; these are traditional French cassole pots.

I like how the edges of these cassole have a fat outside lip and the handles jut out only slightly, but not enough to break easily.  Also there is a small depression for pouring any liquid which might be left in the bottom. This shape bowl could be fashioned for breakfast cereal as well. Who doesn't like to drink any remaining cereal milk? I can see myself making some of these bowls with a pinch method and adding the lip from a flat strip of clay. Adding a section extra thick on opposing sides for the handles. I'd use my finger to depress outwards slightly to make the pouring part.

I seem to have developed a bit of a cold and I'm lacking in energy. But I can plan in my mind what to make next in the studio. Thanks for reading and for all your comment.

Friday, January 19, 2018

Wensleydale Cheese

Went out on a limb for Wensleydale cheese. Glad I did, so delicious. Unfortunately Gary got hives, not sure why, more for me. Ha. The cost was prohibitive; a luxury item for sure.

Unusually bitter and long lasting cold has me fearful of damage to many plants in my garden. Time will tell. Previous post was in response to the 13 abused children found captive in California. See something, say something, has more implications other than suspected terrorists. Thanks for reading and for all your comments.

Thursday, January 18, 2018

Fragrant Potatoes

Fragrant Potatoes

Soup for children
chained in bed
chopped vegetables
fragrant potatoes.

It's bitter cold with wind chill and snow on the ground. I wake before dawn and decide to make vegetable soup. I put hands to my face and drink in the earthy fragrance of fresh cut potatoes. I relish the aroma till it fades. I think of a mother making soup. I think of children drinking in fragrant potatoes.

Tuesday, January 16, 2018

Sleeping Rabbit

This week I'm quietly working on more sculptures like this sleeping rabbit. I'm thankful for a warm studio. I can't help but think of the homeless and unemployed in our country especially California which now leads the nation in poverty.  (read some of the reasons why the state is failing here https://pjmedia.com/trending/whats-matter-california/). Thanks for reading and for all your comments.