September 2010

Turquoise

I've found the book I wrote about in the other post! Its called Turquoise and is by Greg and Lucy Malouf

Greg has an official site with freely available recipies on it - luckily as the book does not seem to be cheaply available second hand.

LOVELY - coffee

Simply grim day of dampness - have rescued a few items of clothing which were on the line over night and have draped them over radiators.

I found a wonderful book in the Library of Turkish cookery whith the most delicious photographs and of course didn't take the title and now I search fruitlessly on the internets for it. I will go back.

However it was the pictures of Turkish cafes in out of the way places which drew me. I'd love to be in a cafe somewhere warm at the moment. As a substitute I have a coffee pot percolating on the stove and have turned on all the lights in the house. I cannot imagine life withwout coffee its definatley one of the lovliest things smelling it coming stealing through the flat to tickle your nostrils.

the work to remember

That befriending myself is better than kicking myself... That little in life is fixed. That planning isn't the same as creating. That depletion is another name for hiding your genius. That creating stuff makes me happy. That it's not about me.... That nature restores my faith. That my body is the way in.

Jennifer Louden interviewed by Danielle La Porte

What does liberation in Scotland look like?

Sun 3rd Oct, 11am to 1pm, Out of the Blue, Dalmeny St, Edinburgh (free)

Calling all artists, musicians and community and cultural activists. Join us for an informal gathering of the creative, committed and curious with poetry, music and discussion focussing on the question: “What does Liberation in Scotland look like? How do we do it? And what can artists and local and international community activists learn from each other?” With the invitation to collaborate & present creative responses in 2011. Brunch items available to purchase from the café.

This is a follow on from the film

Persona Non Grata

UK Premiere - plus director and star Q&A
Edinburgh Filmhouse Mon 27 Sept and Glasgow Film Theatre Tue 28 Sept

also for those who enjoyed it last time or haven't yet....

Hidden Door Festival:  Friday 22nd to Sunday 24th October 2010 @ the Roxy Arthouse

Hidden Door was created in the summer of 2009 through discussions between different Edinburgh artists and musicians,  as a way of bringing creative talent from all different disciplines and backgrounds together. The idea was to stage exciting weekend events that would showcase new talent across the arts, and celebrate the quality and innovation happening right here on our doorstep in Scotland; a festival for the artists and performers who live and work here.

This years hidden door will be a little different from last time but should be just as good if not better :)

Via the lovely Fiona

Towards Arthur's seat

Granny's Green Steps

Tomorrow night is the launch of a new crafty/bookish/filmish social night starts up in central Edinburgh. 6-9pm in the Lot Grassmarket.

Granny Green's Big Night Out- http://www.grannygreens.co.uk/

red hearts

Holga Constitution St Leith

Blue Hats

Holga of Armstrongs on South Clerk St

the accountant photographer of Lodz

Walter Genewein the Nazi's accountant in the Lodz Ghetto was a keen photographer who took colour slides of the ghetto. They were found in a shop in Austria in 1987. They are an unusual and disturbing record of the time. A BBC Storyville documentary The Photographer is available on iplayer to view. Here is some history of the ghetto.

The Battle of the Sexes

I'm off on Friday for a family outing to the Filmhouse to see this Ealing Comedy by Charles Crichton as my Beloved Great Aunt Mary has a bit part in it. She plays a crofting lady in a prefabricated croft thrown up on Arthurs Seat (standing in for the Higlands) they provided her with a 'husband' and some hens to cluck around her while she pretended to spin. My Great Aunt was completey undomesticated and more focussed on unionizing chripodists and being a leading light in the Scottish Nationalists. Her cousin Jean Macissac was a genuine crofting lady and was appauled to see that the spinning wheel incorectly threaded up when it was released.

I cant quite picture where in Edinburgh the above scene was filmed - anyone local got any ideas?