A BUTCHER’S hook/look (Cockney rhyming slang)
blackout
la chamba
Exhibited at spring, La Chamba is made from black micacious clay found in central Colombia near the Magdalena River and reckoned to be home to the oldest pottery known in the Americas. Each piece has its own character, being shaped by hand, not turned and not glazed, but polished with smooth river stones before firing in wood kilns. You can see the linear marks from the burnishing process on the surface. The clay is black all through but interestingly turns a lighter / reddish color with the intense heat of flame. The whole process is pretty incredible and can be seen here: La Chamba
Not only fully functional but fantastic just to look at, we actually have that gigantic pot at home - it’s big enough for 60 servings.
are we there yet?
Visible on the wall behind the pots at spring is a series of my ambiguous landscape paintings from 2012
An anonymous and yet familiar location; the road ahead or the road traveled; looking forward, looking back; daytime, night time; no worries, no future; a future nostalgia with suggestions of a shared familiar anonymity.
well I like it
Another childhood favorite (see #issue 1), this one is still a daily treat. Marmite has been around since 1902 and has always been a polarizing product. So much so, that they launched a very successful advertising campaign in 1996, that is still used, hinging entirely on the premise that people either love it or hate it. It’s a thing.
This is breakfast for me and has been every day for over 10 years: turmeric & a good olive oil mix on toast with a ‘wipe’ of Marmite. Delicious, try it. It never gets old.
In case you’re wondering, the name comes from the french word for that clay saucepan pot on the label - it’s a ‘marmite’ and what they kept the yeast extract in until switching to jars in the 1920s.
in case of emergency - a Marmite patch
Forgot where I saw this but of course as a daily Marmite consumer, this would be essential during a shortage (it happened!)
black out continued
I’m not sure why I have a postcard of an 80 gallon ‘moonshine still’ in the mountains, but I do - here it is.
Marmite forever!
Beautiful chamba, so tactile and such personality in every pot 🖤