I’m typing this on my Lion-enabled computer. It’s taking some getting used to, scrolling “backwards” – scrolling up moves the screen down, now. It’s like the iPhone and the iPad. We just got back from Lawrenceville, and are both a bit tired and ready for bed.
Today was spent doing a number of travely bits. We attended the farmer’s market for the second week in a row, and got more delicious farm-fresh vegetables. Some honey, which I’m very much looking forward to using. A few other items. Then we traveled to the farm where we got our milk from, and saw happy cows in action, doing their cow-thing. The farm is far out of our way, but I think it’s important to see where your food comes from. It’s making me look at everything in a whole new light. Why can’t 90% of our food be local – by which I mean, from within a day’s traveling distance? I feel like everyone would be better off that way. It seems that post-World War 2 industrialization had a lot to do with how our food and meats are now grown and processed. I’m a little too tired to post specifics, but there are several books on real food that explain why agriculture and meat-processing became so industrial, and we lost a little bit of what amazing food we had before it happened.
In other news, I’m working on some Edward Gorey-inspired art. Gorey was an incredible children’s book author and illustrator who passed away in 2000, and did very gruesome, ghastly, darkly humorous Victorian-inspired children’s stories. The Unstrung Harp, The Curious Sofa, The Gashlycrumb Tinies – all these works and more were both written and illustrated by Mr. Gorey. His art is unique and almost instantly recognizable, thanks to his style. An example of the Gorey-inspired work is below. If you’re interested, it will be in my Etsy shop upon completion, and I would love to do commissions in a similar style. Leave a comment below with your email address or mail me at greylikestorms(at)gmail.com for more information.