Words Of Others II
Ahoy! I’ve been up to my eyeballs in work (good work, but leaving no brain power for blogging). Twitter to the rescue! Here’s round two of words of others….
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This was my favorite song of last week:
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And, if you’re not already following the life and work of Amanda Palmer, her latest undertaking is pretty awesome. Her Kickstarter is on the verge of earning a million bucks (you can be part of it for just $1). I absolutely love this post she wrote about the money side of art and revolution. It articulates so much of what goes on in my own mind and heart and the driving forces behind my Star Brand Beef venture (though mine on a much smaller scale). Worth the read.
Random Status Report
The trickery worked. We jacketed the calf, which (skip to the next paragraph if you’re squeamish) means skinning the dead calf and putting that hide onto the orphan calf ~ four holes are cut in the corners of the hide for the orphan’s legs to pass through; this keeps the hide anchored across her back.
Mama cows know their calf through sight and sound but confirm it through scent, and jacketing confuses the mother enough to let the new calf nurse. Once the orphan calf has its new mother’s milk coursing through its body for a day or two, the calf begins to smell like her, becomes hers, and the jacket can come off. This mama is wholly devoted to her new baby.
Oreo, NICU baby, is the princess of the herd. One would never know, looking at her now, how tenuous her first days were. She’s strong and playful and curious, chasing chickens, ringleader of the calves.
I made this, following the cold recipe she links to near the bottom of her post and it is AMAZING, like distractingly good, like I was walking into walls because the only thing my consciousness could register was the deliciousness of shrub in my mouth.
This is my kind of photographer…..
both the photographer taking the picture and the photographer in the picture.
{ from Viciously Cyd }
I Love This Rug!
there’s also this one:
from Floor To Heaven
Now THIS Is A Book
We, The Drowned
by Carsten Jensen
BRILLIANT.
It’s made my top-five-of-all-time list, which is (in no particular order):
The Ground Beneath Her Feet by Salman Rushdie
Slouching Towards Bethlehem by Joan Didion
Tell Me How Long The Train’s Been Gone by James Baldwin
Autobiography of Red by Anne Carson
We, The Drowned by Carsten Jensen
What’s your list?
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