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Been struggling with what life gives us and just haven’t been here. Priorities I guess you would call it. A bit of a feeling of being too spent in many ways. Debbie wanted me to make a book of new work to show in NYC at the end of April. I sat down and just couldn’t make a book of new work. That’s what websites are for.
I did a post a while back about a couple of photo albums my mom gave to me. These two albums were kept on a shelf in our Danish Modern hutch. In the back of one of the albums there was an envelope containing negatives. On the outside of the envelope was my name “Teddy” written in my mom’s familiar cursive hand writing. These negatives held the results at my 1st attempt at taking pictures and created a pathway backwards in time.
The other photos in the albums mostly taken by my dad. They were (and still are) images that I grew up looking at. There were baby pictures of my brother and I, my mom, my grandparents, uncles and aunts posing and candid, holidays revealed by what food lay on the table. In the back of these albums were invitations, graduation commencements, a menu, a few letters, and other artifacts including a drawing someone did of The Grinch. When you look at the same two albums over and over again you memorize them like the set of encyclopedias we had on our bookshelf. Over the years I would wonder if all this information became obsolete.
“It’s a Boy!” is my attempt at making some sense of this all. I’m looking for a gesture, a feel, a common link across the landscape of time and couple them with what I’m perhaps doing today. An attempt to reorder and package new pages that hopefully wont just sit on our shelf.
I remember reading in Jim Lahey’s no kneed bread book where he used saltwater from Jones Beach in New York to make a loaf of bread. Now that I got the Hawaiian climate recipe ratio/ rise timing down (11 hours for the 1st rise and 45minutes for the 2nd) I decided to do a Â loaf with North Shore Kauai water.
Also keeping in line with eating local and not leaving our beach, we came upon some wild tomatoes growing along the path to the beach. Everyday we pick the ripe ones and brick them back to our house.
I’ve been mildly obsessed with pizza since I went to Una Pizza Napoletana in the East Village about 6 years ago. The owner, Anthony Mangieri was seriously obsessed with making the most perfect wood fired pizzas from 6:00 till he ran out of dough. It was sad news when I heard he closed his doors back in 2009. Anthony said he wanted to open a new pizza restaurant in San Francisco so he could be closer to nature. For the past year I’ve been plodding through pizza recipes that I can work with realistically. I don’t have a pizza oven imported from Naples, nor can I let my dough rise for 3 days in a proofing room. Lately, I’ve been using Jim Lahey’s no kneed pizza dough recipe on a weekly basis. Pizza Night is still a work in progress as I am constantly experimenting with the craft. Last week Debbie treated me to Mozza’s Scoula de Pizza. Basically it was about 4 hours of eating, drinking and learning so many new and exciting things about what goes into Mozza’s perfect pizzas.
While going (wading) through some (tons of terabytes) images for our website redesign the other day I came across these pictures we did during a recent Graco Casting. A Saturday “call back” amongst our horde of Â boys always puts everyone at ease. Ollie stared at the baby on the sheepskin and told her she looked like an alien. I’m pretty sure both families made the final cut… Even the alien baby.