I’ve been working on and off on this book for months. Maybe it’s been a year or more, I’ve lost track. In any case, I have the bulk of it done but can’t help but add and subtract pictures. My husband, desperately trying to learn In-design, cringes every time I want to make a change. I’m so sorry, really I am.
The book is an easy reader, for ages 7 to 9. Most of the time publishers don’t want illustrations for that age or if they do, drawings are simple. Since I haven’t found an agent or publisher, I’m doing this on my own and not paying attention to publishing guidelines (standard me behavior).
Here is the problem. I started with a picture like the one below. At first making a simple magnifying glass, then deciding I could make it a little more interesting. And so it goes…one picture after the other.
What that means is that, if nothing else I’m enjoying the process.
I’ve been challenged (all my life). This time by a photo opportunity. It’s five days with one black and white photo a day. Day 1 and I had several choices I wanted to post but this one struck me. Shooting both inside and out (freezing out there) this is the one that felt like it created questions or had a story to go along with it.
Max was the consummate rust collector. For as long as I can remember my Uncle collected rusted objects from his island in Maine and brought some of them to his stone courtyard in NYC. I’ve gotten the bug too, always looking down on city streets or in junk piles hoping to find the coolest rusted shape buried and thought of as trash. Thus the reason for some of my embroideries embellished with rusted bottle caps and other chunks of oxidized metal. Here is only one out of hundreds of pieces in the courtyard. Not only is the piece itself engaging but the rust running down the white makes for a complete story of texture, color and shape. I’ll post more one at a time….:
1 Cup of Mung Beans (Dahl or split peas will work too)
1 Large sweet potato
1 large zucchini
1 Package of chicken sausage with herbs or with sun dried tomato
¼ Cabbage shredded, I had Bok Choy on hand that had to be used up and worked too
Olive oil to cover the bottom of a heavy, large, stock pot
2 Tablespoons of Better Than Bouillon chicken base
2 Pints of water
Salt if needed
Ground Pepper before serving
a drop of Sherry or a dollop of sour cream a the end.
Cut leeks in half and wash under running water to get all the sand out. Trim bottom and cut thin moon shapes out of the whole thing including the green. Put in stock pot with olive oil add chopped onion and sauté until the onion caramelizes.
Add the four sausages also cut in half length wise and then into little moons. Sauté with the onions and leeks.
Add the chicken base and water
Peel and cut up the sweet potato and add that to stock pot along with the mung beans and cabbage.
cook until mung beans are soft and mushy. You can add water to this as needed to make it soupy or leave it thick and stew like.
At the edge of the ocean was life. Ya know, like everyday life, people and animals. It is where we live, what we see when we wake up in the morning, that kind of life. But we all, all of humanity lived right where the waves broke, right at the shore. Millions of people doing their thing, washing dishes, doing the laundry, writing checks and doing other business things that people do all the time. The waves would come and crash over us, our papers would float nearby, our dishes hovered just below the surface and we’d all brace ourselves for the under current. It keeps us from the shore, no one ever goes on dry land. The waves crash at us making us tumble onto stinging sand and scratchy pieces of coral and shell getting us close but never close enough to grab onto anything. Even if we got to the beach, I’m not sure we would know what to do with it. Stand up, Sit down? There was no information about it and we never saw onto the coast much beyond the highest tide. In any case, getting ashore didn’t seem to be anyone’s goal. Continue reading →