Art Speaks

Faith Ringgold has used art to express her feelings during the 60s Civil Rights protests/riots.  I love the storytelling aspect of quilts and especially the artsy ones, such as Ringgold’s.

Quilts were ingeniously used in the underground railroad to help slaves escape. …or so I thought…now historians are disputing that.  Here is a blog on the controversy.    It is kind of weird talking about yourself in the third person in this way–why not just explain who you are and why you wrote this book?  Anyway, he does have good points about the stories behind quilts.  A commenter said that crazy quilts–quilts that are put together using cloth scraps–were not around when the underground railroad was in force.  But I question that because slaves would have had to use scraps to put together quilts–they would not have had the funds to purchase new cloth to sew with, so it makes sense to me that crazy quilts would have been in use.

More here on the controversy.  A really good page on the history….and if anyone had any doubts that history is subjective, this page will remove that doubt.

These times were steeped in storytelling, so it would not surprise me to learn that quilters wove stories into their quilts.  And then some may not–artistic expression is highly individualistic–different mediums for different folks.

Anyway, I learned something today.  Hope you did, too.

Rochester CSA

The Rochester, New York CSA has put up a promo video on youtube:

I could have given them a couple of tips on a better sound quality and when asking someone to speak, make sure they’re comfortable in front of a camera.

All in all, though, I thought this was a pretty good piece on explaining about community supported agriculture.    It would be great to have them close enough that one could bike over to either put in their hours of work, or on market day to bring groceries home.  I like the idea of rickshaws, as was previously posted about.  There are three-wheeled bikes out there with a big basket but they’re cumbersome to ride–slow as molasses.  I don’t know if the rickshaws would be any different?  Hmmm…

Here’s another video I thought was interesting–some folks use worms in containers instead of having compost piles.  So I presume this is what this guy is doing although he doesn’t really come out and say it:

 

 

I like these two guys below. Folksy.  They do a better job of explaining what they’re doing and why:

 

 

When they talk of cured horse manure, I’m assuming that they’re waiting a year before using it.  I think a year minimum is the standard that they like to let manure cure, so any bad organisms have met their demise by this time.

 

The Role of Food in American Slavery

I just love this stuff–it gives so much more of history than just names, places, and dates.  The visual and cultural really brings it alive.  I wish Michael Twitty had brought up a little more in the historical aspect of the recipes and cooking methods.  

I am always fascinated at how wise they were back in the day…the women gathered the nuts, berries, and plants to eat…how did they know which were poisonous and which weren’t?  How did they remember one plant from another?  And the ability to put spices together is truly a gift.   

 

The garden

The garden gate swings open, beckoning me to walk the smooth stone path that is laid out.

I take off my shoes before entering the garden…a nudge to show respect from the gentle wind.

The stones feel cool under my feet with moss rebels poking up between them.

The sun is just coming up over the horizon.  It’s alighting on plant leaves that welcome the warmth.

Trumpet vines cling to trees, beckoning hummingbirds to a feast.  Ferns’ fingers lift up from the Earth, hiding their companions of nature.

A cardinal sings its song before becoming aware of the intruder…

I sit in quiet.

 

 

 

 

A Hard Day’s Night

(PERSONAL BLOG)

I usually like to listen to smooth classical music on Sunday morning as a quiet and meditative state.  So…I turned on the boom box radio to pop in the Bach CD I have, and the radio was playing “A Hard Day’s Night”….

Well, now, who am I to resist rocking that?  :p

It turns out they were having a Beatles Sunday at the station, so, naturally, I was obligated to listen to a few more tunes and one of my favorites, “Let It Be” came on.  I read somewhere that Paul McCartney wrote that song after his mother, who had passed, came to him in a dream.  He was struggling with an issue, and her words were “Let it be…”  Wonderful.

 

The Bullying Society

Diane Ravitch has this up.

As I said in my comment there, bullying from children is just a reflection of the adults and culture around them.  We have shows like “Survivor” that encourage groups to pick apart others and zero in on a target.  My Boomer generation didn’t have violent video games which desensitizes one to violence.

I think these all feed into the bullying mentality. Pick on those that are different or weaker. Keep at it until they disappear–either through suicide or crushing their soul until their light goes out…the effect is still the same.

It has even broader implications than “just” bullying–creativity comes from thinking differently.  Bullying will crush the ones that think differently, limiting the greater impact they might have had on the world.

I don’t think the solutions are campaigns telling kids to stop bullying.  It’s too complicated a problem.  And it’s not the kids fault as much as it is society’s.

Bill Gates hasn’t destroyed public education yet….

…but damn,he sure is trying with everything he’s got.

<sigh>  I was all ready to rip into Gates once again… but I’m halfway through the article of Chronicles of Higher Education….and this one sentence that Gates “just wants to get more people through the system with college degrees so that it will lift them out of poverty…”

bwahahahaha.  That’s rich.

Then, further down, they disclose that Gates Foundation is supporting the Chronicles of Higher Education financially.  I think I’ve already read that somewhere, but alas, the brain didn’t bring it up…the article is clearly a promo by Gates…so yeah….

So…I’ll have to refer to previous blogs on Gates…

Here.

Here. Silencing teachers.

Here. Supporting Brookings Institute that dismissed Diane Ravitch

Here. Not content with just controlling education, but the food supply, as well.

Here.

Obama and the Education Fiasco?

One of the commenters on Diane Ravitch’s site has this link up .  An excellent timeline on what has been going on behind the scenes with *cough* education reform.

I really, really, hope that Barack Obama has changed his mind regarding this–as Diane Ravitch did when she came to realize that education reform was actually turning schools into for-profit centers.

From the link:

“When teachers are given powerful opportunities for career advancement, ongoing professional growth and recognition for outstanding achievement, we see increased student achievement in TAP schools,” Lowell Milken said in a December 2008 press release. “Chicago TAP schools are off to a strong start in continuing efforts to achieve these goals.”

Milken, unmentioned in most accounts, has a vested financial interest in school reform efforts and “fixing failing schools.”

That’s because Milken is a major investor in K12 Inc., a corporation traded on Wall Street that sells online schooling and curriculum to state and local governments. Milken invested $10 million in K12 Inc. in 2000, a stake that is now worth over $125 million, according to a July 2008 article in Forbes.

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Milken is full of it, to put it bluntly.  Nobody who knows anything about teachers and education would ever make such an idiotic statement.  Most teachers are in the profession because they want to see children learn, NOT because they want “career advancement”.  Their professional growth comes with experience….there is no substitute for that and no amount of money can magically *poof* experience.

Truly, to say that a student’s achievement is the teacher’s achievement is, in my view, taking away from the student’s hard work.  A good teacher is only part of the student-parent-teacher equation.  ALL of them play an important role in how well the student does.

When I first went to college, I wanted to be a teacher.  When I discussed this with my college advisor, she discouraged me from going that route–she said the jobs wouldn’t be there.  I wonder what she knew and when she knew it??  Anyway, I decided to go into Communications so that I could make documentaries and still somewhat “teach”.

However, when I was on what was supposed to be a progressive jobs website, there was Teach for America.  I applied, writing in my application how I had helped my daughter overcome dyslexia and learn to read.  I wanted to teach in inner city schools, I told them, so I could help the little ones with such learning hurdles.

I was turned down flat.  Not even an interview.

Knowing what I know now, it is obvious they were never interested in educating kids.  They didn’t want folks who were passionate and truly wanted to help kids learn.

When you couple this with the military in schools, it’s truly scary, indeed, on what is happening to our schools.  God help us.

Food is….Life…and Love…

I love this!  Instead of encouraging women to break the glass ceiling in the corporate world, here is an article about them breaking into farming–traditionally viewed as a man’s work.  (Although anybody who knows farmers know that the the entire family helps and that women had traditionally helped in the fields, along with taking care of the household.  You know the old tale that great grandma gave birth in the morning and plowed the back forty in the afternoon…)

Farming means independence in so many ways–owning your own land, growing not only your own food, but earning bucks selling to others, playing in the dirt is always fun :), and just being out in the fresh air uplifts the spirit.   During the last Depression, folks were very poor, but they could still feed themselves if they had enough land to grow food.  This time around, things have changed….making people more dependent on food stamps, IMO.

When I worked on the farm that summer a few years ago, it was such a great experience.  I could be planting, when a butterfly floats by…or a grasshopper hops past…we would see clouds rolling in and wait until the last possible moment to make a run for it.  If it wasn’t lightening out, we would just continue to work (as long as it wasn’t a downpour).  Just being out in the fresh air away from office cubicles (and office politics) is so freeing.

And if you needed to, you could bend the farm schedule around the family needs.  And then there is the sense of community that is a part of farming–farmers know one another and will help another out.  I’ve heard stories of a farmer being injured and unable to get the crop harvested, which would mean losing the crop, their income and their farm…and the other farmers would come to his aid and harvest the crop.

And the wonder of watching a seed planted grow and eventually produce food is nothing short of a miracle.  You never know when drought will occur, when torrential downpours will wash things out, or when overbearing heat will scorch the plants….and on…farming is not for the faint of heart.  It’s an art. A craft borne of experience.

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Here is a neat story on a man from Bangladesh whom now calls the U.S. home.  He started his own restaurant and began growing fresh food to supply the restaurant.  He wanted to expand that with emphasis on food justice and found it with the help of Julia Nerbonne of the HECUA (Higher Education Consortium for Urban Affairs).  This ambitious project seeks to have fresh food brought to restaurants from nearby farms…and I love the idea of rickshaws bringing it to market.  As the story states, though, winter is the hard part–not only the end of growing season, but difficulty in transporting food to the restaurant.  It’s an interesting idea that I hope grows and takes hold.

Here’s to good food! And the farms that do it sustainably!