Sorry for the unexpected hiatus, dear readers! My senior thesis show goes up this week, and I’m spending all waking moments on that (and eating, of course). I’ll post some shots as it gets installed throughout the week!
Thank you for your patience!
Wow, what an amazing trip! Today I had the opportunity to take a peek at some of the books in the Minnesota Historical Society’s collection. There’s quite an amazing range! I went with the bookmaking class I’m currently taking, so we focused on artist books, but the curator also showed us some really old books and maps, as well as a quick tour of what he calls the Batcave–the room where all the archives are stored. Think the warehouse from Indiana Jones, and you’ll be close.
Unfortunately, all I had with me was my phone, which takes terrible colour photos.
Unfortunately, I didn’t get any photos of the oldest books in the collection. One is from the 1490s. The pages were surprisingly supple, and it was printed in Latin and Italian in Venice. The other is one of the original books by Father Hennepin, who explored Minnesota (at least, that what I was told–not being a Minnesota native, I’m not up to snuff on my local history). It had fold-out illustrations and maps that were highly detailed, including one that included a buffalo and a possum hanging from a tree.
Such a treat!
Growing up, pot pie was a staple for my family, especially in the busy winter months. My mum would buy the premade, frozen pot pies, usually with turkey in them. You’ve probably seen them in the freezer section of the grocery store–red box, Banquet brand, I believe. Anyway, they were a quick, delicious meal that made everyone sit down for a few minutes. (They were also one of the foods that made me realize that the taste and sound of metal sets my teeth on edge, but that’s a story for another time.)
For the first illustration in my comfort food series, I wanted to depict my own comfort food. I love the soft potatoes and pearl onions, the carrots and peas, all floating in gravy under a flaky crust. The top of the crust is my favourite, because it’s chewier and a bit soggy compared to the crisp flakes elsewhere, and I always save that portion for last so I can savor it.
And yes, the right side of my hair is buzzed short, while the left is dyed pink. It’s odd, really, because I’ve been blonde my entire life, so I never realized that my roots are actually much darker than the rest of my hair. Ah, Scandinavian blood!
Still technically Tuesday on some parts of the globe, so I’m sliding in to my posting deadline!
This week’s Bright Spot is a tried and true standby. It can be a little boring, but with the right accent colours, it pops and evokes thoughts of the outdoors, whether that be summer, winter, or any seasonal shift in between.
A basic, calming colour combination for a hectic week!
An illustration for the prompt “island.” After doing some research on Beaver Island, Michigan, I learned of Feodor Protar, a Russian disciple of Leo Tolstoy who chose to live in solitude on the island. Though he was a hermit, he often helped the islanders where he could. An island within an island.