Friday, December 21, 2012
Saturday, December 15, 2012
austin
sweet river
eighth notes hey
tue closed, wed closed
river and boots on red
succulent foreground
patio through shudders
Texas icicle Tail
'pick up'
on your right
1x4
live mannequin
one block down
brooks seat
baby bamboo foreground
contemplative smoker background
leave
lincoln logs/cameo with river
scout II
untitled
Greetings From Austin
Friday, November 23, 2012
thankful
Thanksgiving
Thank you to the muted view
through a burlap curtain
out of the window by our bed
cedar trunks and the scitterings of squirrels
Thank You for the postcards
with quotes that I love
and candy left in
the boots I always wear
Thank you Jesus
Thank you Wendell Berry
Thank you coconut oil popcorn
Thank you Red Sox fan on Frankfort Avenue
who always looks alarmed
who we see everyday on our walks
Thank you to the Earth for turning
Thank you Sojourn
aliens and trespassers
in a foreign land
Thank you past
you were our constant companion
you are done
Thank you future
Thank you new heartbeat
You're welcome.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Self Portrait
Over the past year I've had the privilege of getting to know Kate.
I am inspired by her & her amazing ability to bake unique foods by using rare & local ingredients.
She is an amazing photographer with her sweet husband Lang, they have the warmest & most
welcoming home, & I am encouraged by their love for the Lord.
She's seriously so amazing!
Kate Leichhardt
Age 25
Chicago, IL
***
What is your favorite childhood memory?
I become particularly
nostalgic this time of year, so surprisingly this is somewhat easy to answer.
My family isn’t very big on traditional gift giving (presents stacked under the
tree, gifts from Santa etc…); instead we would always get one or two gifts from
my parents and anxiously wait for December 26th. On that day, we always stopped
at the Barnes & Noble in Gurnee for the West family free-for-all. We could
pick out whatever books we wanted with the approval of my parents. We would
spend hours there—perusing every aisle, sharing our finds with one another,
deciding which Klutz craft book to buy and squeezing into an overstuffed
armchair with my brother to begin our read. When Jonny and I felt ready, we
would then begin our search above the rows of books for dad’s head. Upon
finding him, we’d have a quick conference regarding our selections and then
check out. The next few hours in the car were always silent—nestled into our
books, getting lost in the words on the page.
If you were an animal what would you be?
A large dog that belongs to
a loving and outgoing family. Dogs in those types of situations have it made.
What is your favorite childhood memory of your dad?
The one I can’t stop
thinking about dates back to when I was in 2nd grade. I went through a phase
where I would wake up around 1:00AM and freak out about being the only person
awake on the earth except for the people in China—and that was simply too far.
Second grade logic can be both freeing and dooming. I would pace up and down my
12 x 12 bedroom holding my guinea pig, Velvet. She had a soft nose.
Never longer than 15
minutes, my dad would wake up and find me in my room. In order to get me out of
my anxious state, he would put me to work. The first couple nights I remember
being assigned to re-organize junk drawers and the hall closet and then moved
onto mopping flours and sweeping the patio. My dad would sit on the couch and
read. I would eventually come and tell him that I was ready to go back to sleep
and he would tuck me in. It only lasted a couple weeks. Apparently it worked.
What are you obsessed with?
My husband. The past three
months have been incredible. I love the freedom that exists in marriage and
stretching and learning that takes place. Lang is so fun, outgoing, encouraging
and loving—not to mention he’s been given this incredible gift and is a
mad-talented photographer. He’s the best. So thankful he’s my husband.
Most poignant goal for the next five years?
To listen well. I want to
truly hear and digest.
What is your favorite item of clothing?
My husband has labeled my
style as “Grandma chic” and I take pride in that. My answer is also a prime
example of that look. I have a bomb-dot-com gray cardigan with incredible
pockets for fun things like paperclips and almonds.
If you could stop only one injustice what would it be?
Child abuse. There is none
more innocent than a child and none more deserving of guidance and love.
If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?
Don’t chalk up a “lame
point,” but I would say Louisville. After living nowhere longer than 3 years
since middle school, I long for a home base. All my family is near and I love
the idea of having a hometown. I hope Louisville becomes that.
What is your favorite thing to chew?
I would say gum because I
chew it most frequently, but I most enjoy chewing a stick of venison
jerky—preferable shot by my best friend, Slim Shady. She a babe and a hunter.
Chew on that.
If you could only do one thing every day for the rest of your
life what would it be?
Cook for people. There is a
matchless fellowship that takes place over a shared meal. It’s truly beautiful.
What is your manifesto?
You’re made for more.
When you think of adventure what comes to mind?
Being lost and putting forth a great effort to
find your bearings.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
soup
Check out the Lacinato Kale in this video!!! #yes
Friday, November 16, 2012
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
scotland
I remember being so pleasantly surprised by the beautiful city of Edinburgh.
Highlights include:
meeting amazing people--locals & fellow backpackers.
staying in the best hostel in all of Europe.
eating fried snickers for the first time.
hiking to the top of Arthur's Seat.
laughing at the most entertaining free walking tour.
looking at old castles.
playing in the rain.
sharing strangers' laptops over the community breakfast table.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
spiced pumpkin bread
Yield
Makes 2 loaves
Serve one of these loaves the day you
make them.
Wrap the other in foil and freeze up to one month so
that you'll
have it on hand for unexpected company.
Ingredients
2 cups sugar
1 cup brown sugar
1 cup vegetable oil
3 large eggs
1 16-ounce can solid pack pumpkin
3 cups all purpose flour
1 teaspoon ground cloves
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 teaspoon ground nutmeg
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
1 cup coarsely chopped walnuts (optional)
Preparation
Preheat
oven to 350°F. Butter and flour two 9x5x3-inch loaf pans. Beat sugar and oil in
large bowl to blend. Mix in eggs and pumpkin. Sift flour, cloves, cinnamon,
nutmeg, baking soda, salt and baking powder into another large bowl. Stir into
pumpkin mixture in 2 additions. Mix in walnuts, if desired.
Divide batter
equally between prepared pans. Bake until tester inserted into center comes out
clean, about 1 hour 10 minutes. Transfer to racks and cool 10 minutes. Using
sharp knife, cut around edge of loaves. Turn loaves out onto racks and cool
completely.
Monday, November 5, 2012
Self Portrait
Over the past few years I've had the privilege of getting to know Philip.
I am inspired by him & his amazing music, his ability to make
his servant's heart for the growth of our local church, Sojourn.
He's seriously the coolest!
Age 24
Wantagh, New York
***
What is your favorite childhood memory?
I think back to growing up in south Florida and spending every afternoon
after school with the rest of the kids in my neighborhood. We did everything
together-ride bicycles, play baseball, go to the park, play street hockey, go
to the gas station for a Coke, climb trees, build club houses, and buy baseball
cards. All from the hours of 3:30 to 7pm, Monday through Friday. We didn't get
bored.
If you were an animal what would you be?
A fox. Foxes are sneaky, subtle, and clever (at least the cartoon
versions). They aren't dominant or aggressive, but are able to take care of
business when necessary. They have quiet strength. I love everything about
them.
What is your favorite childhood memory of your dad?
For some reason, I always think back to the time when I tagged along
with Dad to run an errand on Christmas Eve. He had to pick something up from
his office, and somehow I convinced him to take me to Sbarro for lunch
afterward. A homeless man with a $30 guitar approached us outside of Sbarro and
said he was looking to get some money to pay for a hotel room on a cold
Christmas Eve. In exchange, he'd play "La Bamba" for us on the
guitar. Dad gave him a dollar, and he played "La Bamba". Then he went
on, wishing us a Merry Christmas, and we went into Sbarro and ate lunch. The
owner's kids were there, watching "A Charlie Brown Christmas" as their
father baked pizzas all day for the twelve or so patrons who would likely end
up eating in a downtown Nashville pizzeria on Christmas Eve. Then Dad and I
went home, back to the Christmas music, back to the rest of the family, back to
traditions, back to the anticipation of the morning to follow. There wasn't
anything special in particular about that trip, but it's always been vivid in
my mind. It was just one of the countless times that Dad made it a point to use
mundane, ordinary events to spend time with me. And that made it special.
What are you obsessed with?
Country music. Old-time country music, that is.
Most poignant goal for the next five years?
Start a family, make records, serve the church.
What is your favorite item of clothing?
I have a pair of boots that I really enjoy.
If you could stop only one injustice what would it be?
Sex trafficking. It seems that evil is put on display most vividly in
this industry, and it devalues human life on multiple levels.
If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?
Kentucky. Have you ever been here? It's the greatest place on earth.
What is your favorite thing to chew?
Food, of course. Most recently, one of my favorite things that I chewed
was a slow-braised beef cheek from a restaurant called Decca.
If you could only do one thing every day for the rest of your life what
would it be?
Be present with those I love.
What is your manifesto?
To be a steward of what I've been entrusted with.
When you think of adventure what comes to mind?
Traveling across the country, playing music
for folks
Disclaimer:
This post is part of a series. The questions are designed to provoke
memories and thoughts that will expose the subject’s sense of self,
and the pictures are always going to be self portraits, contributed by the subject,
therefore showing them just as they wish to be shown.
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