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Big thanks to Jacque Benson who allowed me to use a design of hers for some of the monkeys and a number 1 which I didn't get a picture of. www.flickr.com/photos/cakesdusoleil/3826697177/in/set-721...
This little hardcover journal has hand torn pages of sketch paper and paste-paper endpapers that I made myself. The cover is made with Chiyogami koi fish paper and a sturdy red book cloth.
The journal is pocket sized - about 4"x3".
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I was making hops bread from Mom's recipe and decided I wanted to try it with some cheese paste in it. So voila. Next time, for stuffing bread, the cheese paste needs less butter. But otherwise, great ;-)
Choux Swans are even more decadent with a chocolate pastry cream filling in lieu of plain Jane Chantilly. A thin layer of bittersweet chocolate keeps things crisp!
Putting up flyers with a can of glue and paste brush in hand this woman was moving down Wuhlischstrasse sticking flyers to posts and signal boxes. (You'll need to excuse the pun in the title :) )
This one has cheese paste dabbed onto hot bread, and voila - melty goodness!
I was making hops bread from Mom's recipe and decided I wanted to try it with some cheese paste in it. So voila. Next time, for stuffing bread, the cheese paste needs less butter. But otherwise, great ;-)
Paste & Gel is a mix of figurative elements and experiment with materials which came out to be mainly abstract with only a slight hint off a landscape.
size; 160 x 100 cm Material; acrylics, gels and pastes, pastel grounds, and pastels & one piece of wood (lid of a pencil box)
It smelt suspiciously like cat food. Not today’s posh varieties, which are destined for over-indulged feline child substitutes and look more like the first course in a seafront bistro than something to fill up a hungry moggy. Fish paste had the low-rent whiff of a more plebeian Tiddles' bowl. The colour was equally unappetising - an indeterminate shade somewhere between bandage pink and the ‘greige’ so beloved of interior decorators. The usually smooth texture was occasionally interrupted by a small fragment of bone, just to remind the eater that some time in the deep and murky past, one of the ingredients in this malodorous spread had swum free in the sea. Tiddles might have found the overall effect easy on the palate, but very few humans did.
Fish paste sometimes turned up as an emergency sandwich filling. After spending a morning sweating in a hot, hermetically sealed plastic box, wrapped in margarine, white bread and cling-film, these sandwiches were particularly pungent. Piled on a Ritz cracker, topped with a slice of cucumber, or gasp, a stuffed green olive, fish paste even gate-crashed the odd beetle drive or whist evening. But it was as welcome as a howling stray tom. Nine out of 10 people wouldn’t feed it to a cat.
Anna Burnside