The past week which featured, "Life in American Jurisprudence," which I think is the right word, has been a challenge. Crushed by the Supremes effort to demolish voting rights, then revived by the gay marriage decision. Pulled in two directions, on one hand, ugly Repug men of Texas, and great clarity and energy of Wendy Davis in defying them.
Chris Hayes said it best on MSNBC, "My heart is like a twisted pretzel."
And my body. What was up--undulating blood pressure, light-headedness,and low energy. Now on a pill that may perk me up.
Good time for a retreat on a June afternoon to a Portland gem, the Museum of Contemporary Craft. With a total focus on bowls. All kinds--ceramic, wood, metal. Bowls of great craftsmanship and ordinary bowls from those on your kitchen shelf. Walking in, the first surprise is the librarian's desk off to the right (view from the second floor). The introduction to the many parts of a very interactive exhibition. All the bowls, loaned by local chefs and cookbook authors, lined up on the long table to be checked out for a week.
On the Museum's website, photos and reflections of some of the borrowers add to experience afterwards. Did the borrower actually find her hen's eggs in the bowl? Here's one I would have liked though it was not one of the choices to check out. A metal bowl along with a cheesecake recipe that reminded me of the one I used to make, famous in my family.
Here's a glimpse how Strand creates-- a recipe book and a bowl and a box.
Namita Gupta Wiggers, director and curator of the Museum, gathered a many-splendored exhibition to move beyond, as she told the New York Times, our habit with the bowl, "we take it for granted."