just a teaspoon... & a guitar

i can't believe what guitarist Hannes Coetzee
from South Africa does,
with just a teaspoon & a guitar!
south african old folk music
don't miss this clip!
watching him close & how
he creates the 'tea-spoonful' melody
magic & glad i found this little movie
you-tube might have its issues
but it is still a great source for this kind of lost wonderful stuff

home-made cappuccino

& since i am already chronologizing
(one gotta chronologize the stupidity now & then)
here this photo of my Monday morning cappuccino!



I make these cappuccinos with the help
of my stove-top espresso machine here

1. i heat milk in a pot
2. before it starts boiling, i reduce the heat & blend while heating with old-fashioned hand blender, for about 1 minute
3. serve some milk & with a spoon some foam into a cup
4. slowly pour a shot (or more heh heh heh) of the espresso, wait until it separates in 2 layers...

oh! i didn't have a transparent mug before!
so i've been drinking these cappuccinos for a while
but didn't know how they look!

until i got this mug for $1.99
my cappuccinos got the double layer going on!
nice!
oh well &
5. sprinkle some grounded cinnamon on top, for the *starbucks* effect

mmm, can't wait to be tomorrow morning! to wake up myself to one of these

macetas May 1st

tonight, may 1st
out of the blue i got this weird nice energy
after the gym (this doesn't sound like me... gym?)
well, after the gym
about 7.20pm
i realized i wanted to go to home depot
one of my favorite stores!
i can get lost there for hours
ah, building materials, wood & carpentry stuff

but i went to the garden section this time...

i got 2 little plants w/flowers over the weekend
and i needed the "macetas" (containers, in spanish)
and some soil... the earth is made out of soil!
the natural *floor* of our beloved planet is soil!



yet... you have to pay $6.49 at home depot for 16 QT
i merrily paid, and got the 2 macetas too

came home and planted these 2 guys
my new friends!
hope they behave OK and that they like their new space

i think i have a case of full moon/flower fever?
& but it was a nice way to start this month

walking alone at night

Do coincidences really exist?
Are they predestined events, or just simply déjà vu?
Or are they little tricks our minds play on us?

Sky about to Storm
Normal Heights - San Diego, California
film iso 400 - camera nikkormat

The walking solution
Is good for any occasion

I remember tonight
That anytime
Nothing like a walk
A night walk

Low flood of the night
Lights outside
The sound of distant cars
passing by

The half moon
And soft smell of houses
From the inside
Outside
Late night
Around

I walk
Alone, yet
The remembrance of you
Nearby…

Tonight an empty chair
and a late cloud

jury duty on Monday

Monday morning
I have been called for Jury Duty
I must be at downtown at 7.30 am!

yet... I am having for dinner one of these beers
Oatmeal Stout sound great!
and nutritious! after all was used once for lactacting mothers?

but also the 2 Below Ale sounds yum!
a good beer dinner a night before
I might get stock in a trial
don't think so but... you never know...

Into Great Silence (Die Große Stille)

tonight i finally watched this beautiful film
Into Great Silence
& to my surprise
it is not silent at all!

somehow
the absence of human sounds
brings out the beauty of the
monastery's daily reverberations of life



the film is all the good things
I read on the reviews
about the rhythm and sense of spirituality
but over all…

it is a splendid visual masterpiece!

Danke schön to Herr Philip Gröning
And his camera crew
For portraying the glory of simple life
In such a beautiful film
without any artificial light
and always preserving a high sense of respect
to the monastic life

reminiscences of Andrei Tarkovsky
and Akira Kurosawa styles
has this film
(those beautiful unhurried long shots!)

If you watch this film
Don’t expect too much of the story
There is no plot...
Just let yourself immerse into
The Great Silence...
relax and prepare your eyes & soul to enjoy!
& remember 2 hrs 44 minutes is nothing
when
“for God, there is no past, only present.”

practicalities: have an espresso with a teaspoon of sugar
before going into the theatre, & any other enhnacement
you'd like ;)

a kitchen poem

she opened her mouth
wide
(a mild gesture of her fatigue)
& the fresh scent of peppermint
by her face
prevails

how will it be his embrace?
as a ray of sunlight
that caresses a fresh piece of wood
in a carpentry bench?

fragrances of honey &
of wet soil after rain

***

in my kitchen
there are these higher shelves
the ones i can’t reah
unless i put a stool
underneath my feet
where i store cans, rice, & other food

if there is...
peppermint &...
your arms smell like wood...
the higher shelves
i can’t reach them,
anyway,
while you are away


árbol de lima - Autlán, Jalisco
April 2007

el pajarito de Autlán

While I was in Autlán
This little bird felt from his nest



My mother has this beautiful garden
Visited every day by many birds
Therefore, she is used to this sort of accidents

She already has a shoe-box prepared to keep
Fallen birds warm
She made a hole all across the box
And she put a tree branch across it
And a piece of cloth to keep the little birds warm

For 2 days while I was there
She fed the bird with a paste made out of masa
(the corn dough for making tortillas) & water

around 3pm of the second day
and with the bright Autlán sun shinning high
we took the box with the bird
to the main garden
we left the box half open
specially since he was singing loud
after a couple of minutes
the mother appeared and after falling a couple of times
the little bird was able to follow her to the nest again

unfortunately I didn’t take a movie of that!
But here is the feeding process
And my mother, her kitchen
(watch the movie till the end for a full view)
And that beautiful memory of some bright
Days with a little bird in Autlán

Autlán, oh well!

I travel to Autlan tomorrow

and I had an awful day today
I am sick right before my little vacation

sore throat, fever
headache, and all the body hurts
i shiver now & then too

and I feel
mad, sad, dark, old, ignored, fat
& very stupid, I look like shit
in this photo of today

and sadness crawls all over my being
but I thought I was looking for my days off
and today all went wrong...

YOU could've send a little
have a good trip note
but you choose not to

and now I am gone
the plane might crash
and me in little pieces
won't be able to wave goodbye

so I leave this dark sad image of me
in case I die
for the closing of my blog

When I am a woman of 38 I become
I might be alive
or never ever come back

pretty dark stuff, huh?
nice!

That is, if the plane doesn’t fall
otherwise this will be a pretty dark joke

mmm? somehow, alone & old
but I do hope to come back
to my silly lonely little life

low

LOW
another one of my favorite bands
their lyrics...
here the song Breaker
and a very sweet video
from their new album
Drums and Guns