Sagarmatha Conceit (part 1) – Items: Forgotten in Drawers, vol. 5 Sagarmatha Conceit (part 2) – Items: Forgotten in Drawers, vol. 5
Bend paper to find
Shortest distance between points Or apply a stamp
My pal P. Singh Gill at world’s highest elevation post office
Tushar Wadhwani provides details: “At 15,500 feet in Hikkim which is a part of Lahaul and Spiti district in Himachal Pradesh which is in India.”
Made a big batch of (vaguely) Nepali lentil dal.
Ergo: Two colours of lentils, plus some garbanzos just because, onions, garlic, ginger, cinnamon, turmeric, paprika, cumin seeds, cinnamon stick, ground pepper, Himalayan salt etc
Note:￼￼ Spices from Indonesia. Knife from Japan. Jar from Russia. Human from elsewhere.
In other news, also made￼ Persimmon jam, not sure how well it will turn out but dang, we have a lot of Kaki to use – what an interesting fruit!￼
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Postboxes (Kathmandu) / acrylic etc
3 Postboxes with cat (Kathmandu, Nepal)
acrylic etc on stretched canvas Summer 2019
daveo + ryoko
Creepers and Chums Musician Link o’ Round-up ++
Best thanks to the assortment of Global Free Radicals who contributed music via video for Creepers and Chums. This playlist contains all of them with the addition of “pre-roll” and “post-roll” artifacts collected from various place, simply to amuse and surprise without context.
Kindly consider reaching-out/following/fan-ing/liking any of the bands you particularly enjoyed via social channels of your choosing. They are all part of your life narrative too as they participated in this memorial for our departed loved ones.
Continue reading Creepers and Chums Musician Link o’ Round-up
Scrapjournal: Nepal / ephemera (2017)… cover
This scrapjournal contains ephemera gathered in Nepal where i received Ayurvedic medical care as well as a journey to Ghandruk and Kathmandu.
Scrapjournal: Nepal / ephemera (2017)… in process
Continue reading Scrapjournal: Nepal / ephemera (2017)… in process
There was already a full moon
And a snowy peak behind
Then you read from Buddha
Reminding all to be kind
Respect is key to happiness
Giving away leads to wealth
Think kind thoughts about others
To enjoy your own fine health
Simple truths from Gautama
About the middle way
Passed down through sutras
Seekers chanting each new day
I often wonder how it feels
To sit under a single tree
A seed a day towards enlightenment
The mind roams peaceful and free
In the village I wander
Maybe treading in his step
Humble confident and searching
To the others, offering help
They’ve walked this path
So many times now
With others much like you
Sandals or rubber boots
Packs filled unnecessarily
Donkey trains bring water jugs
Propane to the cook fires
Gee and haw along the trail
Simply follow the one in front
Who allegedly knows the way
Indeed lead mule walks simply
By intuition and repetition
And even muscle memory
Towards the sun in the morning
Downhill in afternoon
Do they call each other cousins?
Parents, friends or kin?
Or are they a collective without ego
Ritual or sin?
A collective hauling comfort
Up to rustic places
Nodding along with the rhythm
Not even bothered to
Glances backwards at your faces