Humpty Dumpty didn't fall off the wall and he wasn't exactly an egg. He was a man pushed beyond the edge by the same people who say they want to put him back together. The reason all the king's horses and men couldn't put him back together again is because they weren't doing it for Humpty and also because Humpty wasn't so willing in the situation. They weren't considering Mr. Dumpty's feelings after he fell because he didn't matter to them in that way. Did he want to be put back together and if he did, should he trust the King's henchmen to do the job? Would they re-construct him as he wanted and did they know what they were doing in the first place?It was a good thing that Humpty decided to lose his shell. He was probably tired of the world and its packaged systems of beliefs. He wanted to peel back the layers of protective covering that have been built up over the years and find out what they've been hiding. It was time to catch a glimpse of something he's never known: Himself.
There's nothing wrong with cracking the shell of self-concept to reveal whatever might exist inside. All the king's horses and men will be against your decision but it's better than the alternative.
I came across some pretty interesting coffee. The place where I buy raw coffee beans occasionally does their own experiments. Costa Rica RIP (Roasting In Parchment) is their own process of roasting coffee in it's outer parchment shell, grinding it up, parchment and all, and brewing it. This is my first time checking it out. What I found out is that it has a very original flavor. It's one of my favorite coffees now and doesn't taste like any coffee I've had before. The one problem is that it's long gone. It sold out so fast and I don't know when they will make it again. I only bought a couple pounds but if I would've known I would've got a lot more. Oh well, there's always next year I guess.
(sorry for the crappy low-fi cell phone images)
Raw RIP - before the roast
Roasted RIP - after the roast
From their website:
"RIP coffee is a name we came up with for Roasted In Parchment, which is a another of our crackpot ideas. But the logic is all there: After coffee is processed at the wet mill or the pulping station, it is dried in the sun. At this stage the coffee has it's outer parchment shell on it; it is called pergamino in Central America at this stage. After it is sun-dried down to 12% moisture content, the parchment coffee is rested in silos or bags for anywhere from 30-60 days. This allows the coffee to stabilize."
I recently found myself getting back into improvisation on piano. If you like Olivier Messiaen or Cecil Taylor, you might like these. I'll be doing a lot more of this, especially with drums.
What is she thinking, or not thinking?
So now I guess I am convinced that I have some abilities for drawing. This is my second attempt which I almost gave up on but something forced me to continue to get it to this point. Here's the first attempt. I'm not sure where this is leading but I might be taking it seriously if I can make the time.
The song was released in 1978 and named after "The Hong Kong Garden" Chinese takeout in South East London. Siouxsie is quoted as explaining the lyrics with reference to the racist activities of skinheads visiting the takeout:
"I'll never forget, there was a Chinese restaurant in Chislehurst called 'The Hong Kong Garden'. Me and my friend were really upset that we used to go there and like, occasionally when the skinheads would turn up it would really turn really ugly. These gits would just go in on mass and just terrorise these Chinese people who were working there. We'd try and say 'Leave them alone', you know. It was a kind of tribute."
"I remember wishing that I could be like Emma Peel from The Avengers and kick all the skinheads' heads in, because they used to mercilessly torment these people for being foreigners. It made me feel so helpless, hopeless and ill."
Look at what AnimationNation and AnD has made me do. I drew a naked woman.
After being a part of the 3 man team that built AnimationNation, and after constantly seeing the huge variety of great art on AnD and knowing talented artists here, I was suddenly inspired and wanted to draw. A long time ago I used to draw abstract stuff but I totally sucked at drawing real life.
I didn't know where to start at this point but I decided to use a photo as a reference and for the first time, try as hard as I could to draw what I see. I feel like it is still unfinished but I want to move on to something else. I don't know what to think because I have no idea what I am doing yet.
With a little help from my friend Marvin the Martian, here are the 4 ways that I make coffee.
Aeropress: set up and ready to use
Top left: Italian Espresso
Top right: Aeropress ready to use
Bottom left: French Press
Bottom right: Porcelain Drip in action with the French Press
If you missed my previous post about coffee roasting you might want to check that out. First I roast the beans, and then I brew.
My icon or headshot is from a new drawing by a great artist and friend of mine Reni. Go check it out and check out all his other stuff too. There is a lot so you might be there a while...
First, I put some new music in my mp3 player, just the first track. Well, to me it's pretty old (like the others in the same player) but I remixed it, took parts out and put new parts in, just for the hell of it. Occasionally I'll load up something old, dust it off and mess around with it as a temporary break from current projects. The word "Transignition" was from a dream I had (my dreams and "real life" seem mash together all the time) when I was actually working on the original music a long time ago. I fell asleep on the floor of the basement in a studio where I had my gear set up at the time. Right before I fell asleep I was watching part of Holy Mountain on a TV in the same room so maybe that had something to do with it. But in the dream I was walking up a stone stairway going to a hotel. When I got to the door I hesitated at the black doors because there was a bright glowing light coming through the cracks. When I opened the door i was engulfed in massive flames and my body instantly evaporated to nothing. At first I thought it was a bad idea to go in but somehow I was still standing there in the middle of a fire without a body. I went past the flames into the hotel lobby, up to the front desk and I heard a voice tell me that they have been expecting me or something. I looked up behind the counter and saw "TRANSIGNITION" carved into the glass wall, and behind the glass were some dark gray statues of trees and more flames. After that I just remember waking up and continuing with the music.
"Transignition" - means to move into another state of mind but it starts from a spark and grows into a burning intensity as you transform into something different or make the change. I can't find it in the dictionary so i guess i made it up. "Transignition Hotel" would be the hotel where you can go stay and experience it. RIght?
Then, check it out ....an animation I found a little while ago. Like many other people, I wonder how long it took to make this...
A short film by Blu: an ambiguous animation painted on public walls.
Made in Buenos Aires and in Baden (fantoche)
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