Angel Effigy, Q. Cassetti 2014, pen and ink with digital enhancements.
Memento Mori, Q. Cassetti, 2014, pen and ink with digital enhancement.
Memento Mori.
Another year. Another anniversary. Another day to reflect and project. Another chance to change, to grow and evolve. Another year of wisdom and thought. Another year to embrace and focus. Look forward, look backward in a Janus way. Hold the good and let go of the bad or at least try to let go of the bad...(medication helps). Happy Birthday to me. No frosting on this cupcake...but a steely look at funerary markers and death effigies.
I think I would like to take the rest of the day off and just do something fun, like draw or something. But they are all waiting with their projects in their hands needing immediate turn arounds. What was I thinking? Maybe some lunch might work instead...and some upbeat loud music on Spotify is a close second.
Dare to Know, Q. Cassetti, 2014, pen and ink with digital enhancements in Adobe Illustrator.
Dare to Know
Dare to Know. Sometimes turning back the corner of the rug to see the dust or the squiggly things is a horror both physically and mentally. Lots of squiggly...and fortunately for me, it often is less bad than what was anticipation. Just to say it, anticipation is a kill joy...and can stop anything in it's tracks. Remind me the next trip through this vail, that anticipation is not a skill worth honing. But, to get the steam up to know, to learn, to understand...that sometimes is a test, but the education can take you one click further.
These guys are inspired by American Colonial headstones...a classic Q. go-to. Haven't been there in a while, and somehow, right now, this well is deep and beckoning. In this iconography, I can find succor and understanding. Sorry about my downer-ness. Just is...right now.
Overgrown, Q. Cassetti, 2014
Early Fall
A new wonder has entered my life! She has me jumping and moving to her beat, cajoling and teasing me to get real with all that silly business stuff...telling me about knitting socks with names on the toes by the fire, or needle felting or spinning honey from her 6 hives to make sweet, to make lip balm and pots of luscious lavender perfume. She charms and enchants while she holds messy piles of bills and invoices, envelopes and inquiries. She nudges and laughs. She is a wonder...and she has pointed my head in a little less of a sad place than it has been and is in a very Mary Poppins-ie way, been giving me a spoonful of sugar to go with my medicine. How delighted this girl is with her new friend and her energy and desire to change and fix. How blessed am i!
Today is a day for CSA, for beets and kale, maybe a squash or two...parsley and celery and those things harvest. Maybe a brussels sprout? I have been possessed by refrigerator pickles thanks to the inspiration of my Tburg pals Leah and Cathy who are quick to pickle...and seemed to make it seem like no biggie...and so I tried too. I have pickled cucumbers, zucchini, beans, cauliflower, organic onions, and beets (red and yellow) with a soft brine, mustard seed, coriander, garlic and pepper. Not too sharp. Not sweet. The import of apple cider vinegar comes to the fore...and now I am on it....tasting and trying from the clear to the cloudy. And, I squeezed/ juiced some apples and am making my own. We will see.
The best pickle was the coriander/onion chutney I made from a book on East Asian pickles I got electronically from the NY Public Library. Jeez Louise. Home run. I will post...and you can riff on this idea...and lay on the lime juice and coriander...Divine.
Fall is on the way. Jackie and Ian Merwin are going live with their cider soon...and were highlighted in a lovely New York Times article on my NYS Cider buddies...Take a look: Sips from a Cider Spree in New York State by Freda Moon
Here is a sneak peek at Jackie and Ian's Cider Label (to the left). I love the font. So so fun and so right for this farm. Black Diamond Farm is on the old Black Diamond Railway line...and thus the name. Now the Black Diamond is becoming part of a local trail system for walkers/runners/bikers. And Jackie and Ian are amazing..so to have the top of the apple pyramid bringing out cider is something to really celebrate. It is so delightful to have another one out there along with my friends at Redbyrd Orchard Cider...and another on the way as well. And these three are all from Tburg...so backyard deliciousness.
Life and Death, 2014, Q. Cassetti, pen and ink with digital enhancements (Adobe Illustrator)
"no God condones this terror"
“I realized that even if all the people in the world from the day of creation found this to be necessary according to whatever theory, I knew that it was not necessary and that it was wrong. Therefore, my judgements must be based on what is right and necessary and not on what people say and do; I must judge not according to progress but according to my own heart.”
― Leo Tolstoy, A Confession
Scary world continues, day whatever. Threats and beheadings. I know these people and their methods are not here in our little village, but it horrifies me that we live in a world that this sort of brutality exists...and yesterday's violence with the poor hiker/tourist, has crossed the line from a people who were questing to understand these groups and were peripherally involved in this conflict, to a man who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. These terrorists may not be in our backyard, but their actions shake my world, shake the ground I stand on tentatively. These skulls seem to give me something to act out with...though to what help, I have no idea.
Florabunda, Q. Cassetti 2014, pen and ink, digitally finished in Adobe Iillustrator.
Silence
What sort of world do we live in? Ebola raging. New wars started. Young men shot at point blank in the most free country in the world? Journalists beheaded with their families unable to ransom or negotiate for their release. What sort of world do we live in?
Where is our representation? Where is our Congress? Where is our leadership? Why are we in a place without any representation, with no one talking, engaging, trying to change this miserable place we find ourself...in a world of climate change in all levels of that meaning.
Something and nothing. Horror and more horror. Where are we? Why are we so flaccid? Why are we so silent? I find myself silent, silenced and dumb.
___
Florabunda from the Urban Dictionary
Tee up.
I am busy with learning WordPress. I am kind of excited about that as the opportunities are broad and there is a whole lot to this program/ approach. Tons of plug ins, tons of extras (like a calendaring unit that can derive info from either an Apple iCalendar calendar or a Google G-Calendar). Very fluid stuff...only one hitch, which is once one picks a template, you really do not have a ton of room to change except if you want to get into the CSS and monkey around (not my forte..yet)--but hey...once you just go for it, the work arounds with imagery, type, and the few elements that you have to work with--is still better than Blogspot, and not much more difficult. And, did I mention that it is very cost effective too?
Not much bandwidth for anything else beyond the day to day expectations that cross my desk as a designer/illustrator. I am working on some vector silver teapots to fiddle with reflection and study grays as a way of keeping on, keeping on...but my attention span and those things that normally resonate with me, seem to bounce off, versus sink in to make me pick up a pen and draw. But I believe a little more time and focus will help. Somehow just keeping up with the workload and life (as it is) is enough for me. Sad, but true.
My beer labels are out for Roosterfish...and though the labels are nice, the carrier and six pack graphics are really nice (black type on kraft with the six pack having the added white for sparkle). The Blonde has changed from a pin up girl, to that of a silent film star (movies made in Ithaca, with the stars vacationing in Watkins). And the former " Dog Tooth Pale Ale" has changed to Finish Line Pale Ale to celebrate a new change to the formulation, but also to celebrate the history of racing in Watkins Glen. So, more local pride, more loving our history, and embracing it. The cases are very sassy with more little "go team go" phrases that yours truly shoehorned into the layout. I like it...very bold, very woodtype-y. Hopefully, we will be rounding back on more work with this small brewery. Should be fun.
Working on some iterations for the future new Rongo. The Rongo has a tradition of lions heads as part of their brand, so I have revisited, inspired by the original.... interestingly, the head does not reverse well (white image on black field) so I had to redraw it to have it read well reversed (the issues were particularly with the eyes and mouth where it has to be right reading and not "what's black is white and white is black" thinking. We are busy finding things to put this mark on...and I am busy creating some other heraldic type stuff for the Embassy proper. Should be effective when done.
So, this short note is a chance to say "hi". I am still bumping along...though not at 100% firepower though I had glimmers of it last night laughing hysterically with my dear dear daughter as we trolled shopgoodwill.com in the Barbie section and also commemorative plates. A hoot and a holler was heard from above. May we hear it again, real soon.
In Pursuit of Hops, Q. Cassetti, 2014, Adobe Illustrator CC
Hope for Hops
In pursuit of hops. Ever since even before the Farm Act (s) that have hypercharged the local food scene, I have loved the beautiful hops vines which we have a few of here chez Camp. I thought it might be good to work on hops to get a handle on what they do, can do and move...and this thing came out of the sketching. I think it might be fun to bring it into painter or photoshop and see if watercolor/a light wash might be pretty with this illo. Hops, grapes, apples, and wheat are the four sisters in opposed to the three sisters the Native Americans cherish and celebrate. A bit more in the offing.
Tremble Dance
Today is National Honeybee Day. I think that is pretty spectacular, that we have a day to celebrate this community of industrious girls who work to support their Queen (albeit, this is a community with not many job discriptions or titles). These girls are going far afield for nectar, filling their saddlebags with goods, and then bringing it back to the community while on the way, waving on the sisterhood to good places to gather more food, to ease their challenge of new fields and new destinations. Single minded determination, single minded collaboration. One cannot exist without the other. One cannot exist without each other. These bees work hard...and really do not play but exist to keep the community going, moving, steady, comfortable. Perhaps instead of happiness, there is contentment in keeping the hive stable and keeping the poor exhausted Queen in food and place to keep spawning the next generation of bees.
Think of the winters here. The bees (when they do survive) eat down their reserves of honey--feeding on quick calories to keep them swarming in the hive--surrounding their Queen, generating enough heat to keep the cold somewhat at bay, and to get through this hard season devoid of flowers, of pollen, of nectar, of living life. My god....look at how hot they keep the hive. Think of the energy needed to keep the Queen warm enough to resume laying...Wikipedia takes my clueless understanding and takes it to a lovely process:"
From Wikipdedia: Winter survival
In cold climates, honey bees stop flying when the temperature drops below about 10 °C (50 °F) and crowd into the central area of the hive to form a "winter cluster". The worker bees huddle around the queen bee at the center of the cluster, shivering to keep the center between 27 °C (81 °F) at the start of winter (during the broodless period) and 34 °C (93 °F) once the queen resumes laying. The worker bees rotate through the cluster from the outside to the inside so that no bee gets too cold. The outside edges of the cluster stay at about 8–9 °C (46–48 °F). The colder the weather is outside, the more compact the cluster becomes. During winter, they consume their stored honey to produce body heat. The amount of honey consumed during the winter is a function of winter length and severity, but ranges in temperate climates from 15 to 50 kg (30 to 100 pounds).[10]
Bees are symbolic of resurrection and immortality. They have been used on heraldic crests or to represent aspects of a religion or faith. Take the beehive and bee as it relates to the Mormons, the Quintessential American religion>> see here>>
So, there is something to think about at the crest of this time of fruitful harvests, glorious sun and rain, and days to buzz, collect pollen and prepare for more difficult times ahead.
Yep. sign me up. Who says you cannot take it with you. Please not the pillow and all the trim.
Speaking of my love for Pendleton's trade/camp blankets
Isn't it great that memento mori now meets a new favorite? How is it possible I can have so many loves...and they collide in the most wonderful ways?
Thank you for your patience.
Summer Arrangement, Q. Cassetti, pen and ink, 2014
blabbing on.
Your premium brand had better be
delivering something special, or
it's not going to get the business.
I've been talking about "voice" a lot to my clients these days. Seems that tactics is where everyone goes and with that very directed tactics to start work with a designer. So it takes a bit of deep breathing and thinking about the "nice" way to broach the subject of "trust me" and micro-management. Honestly, I do try to manage some tact here...but it can be tough--and with the "tell them seven times and then you might be heard" philosophy we eschew here....seven might not be enough. II guess so many of the people I work with are used to working with contractors who need to be told when to stand up, and when to sit down that the idea of boosting design and brand thinking to the level beyond "we need a brochure" or better, "we need a logo and here is the font" to a conversation about voice, tone, approach, audience, and those things that begin to flesh out who we are as entities, and not necessarily who we are as individuals.
You have to understand your own personal DNA.
Don't do things because I do them or Steve Jobs or Mark Cuban tried it.
You need to know your personal brand and stay true to it.
e x a c t a m u n d o!
A business is a business...with clients/customers who may or may not be the person doing the marketing or making the decision or may not even be buying the product. Case in point, look at the layers of male management at many of the big Beauty concerns out there...or even companies that make female exclusive products but may not even have a female manager as part of the roster. A business tailors a product to a customer (or chooses through tactics to miss the customer for the sake of talking to one's self (which isn't a bad thing to do, but kind of misses the purpose of sales... but believe me, many oh so many brands and brand changes are a reflection of top management needing a mirror or a hook, or just something to point to to say "see, we haven't burned all the money, we have changed the brand"). And so it goes.
It's hard to get all airy fairy and abstract to talk about ideas and essences===religion beyond the Bible (what is religion? with the Bible being the legends, the fables and the guidelines for that religion. Where is that topmost layer of "what is" for a product or service....Really? What is it we do? Do we, in the case of a vacuum cleaner just clean? or is it more? Is it that we buy time for the cleaner? Do we improve the quality of life? do we make things easier to then allow the consumer more time? Or is it the most fun you will ever have, and intent is to have a reason to stop using that vacuum? Or does vacuuming link you (the customer) to the ONE? How high can you go...and how what the task or product is, may represent something larger. No, they do not really teach this in school...but they should. Its real live thinking and blue sky thinking at that.
UFOetry 5: 100 plus stars
...100+ solid white glowing objects that first appeared still,
in some type of formation: like a low-lying star constellation.
They then began gliding through the sky silently,
moving in formation like a flock of birds.
They flew directly overhead,
at a low altitude flying southeast to northwest.
... they made their way higher into the sky
... took on a constellation-like formation
...stopped in their places.
Occurred : 6/1/2013 21:40 (Entered as : 06/01/13 21:40)
Reported: 6/1/2013 9:52:39 PM 21:52
Posted: 6/2/2013
Location: Lakeway, TX
Shape: Sphere
Duration:20-30 minutes
UFOetry: Buzzing Boomerang
I heard a buzzing sound out of an open window.
Seems pretty normal ...
heard a quiet buzz getting closer and closer.
The idle sound got very quiet as
this boomerang object passed over my house.
The sky still had pink in it from sundown...H
Had one solid bright white light and green flashers on each wing.
The object was plane-like, except extra long in the front
but wings toward back of this object.
Looked between a boomerang and a triangle.
Continued to swoop toward a landing...
but turned and looped around and over my house
another 4 times.
It was not a plane because
it hummed or buzzed like a dirtbike..
I've now seen the bright green flashers
and bright solid light in the entire valley
randomly since last winter.
Has a distinct hum/buzz sound.
Are these drones?
Occurred : 7/30/2014 21:15 (Entered as : 7/30/14 21:15)
Reported: 7/30/2014 8:06:27 PM 20:06
Posted: 8/1/2014
Location: Worcester, MA
Shape: Triangle
Duration:20 minutes
Devil's Tower from Wikipedia http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Devils_Tower
UFOetry 4: Or what the heck
Girlfriend and I were on vacation, went to Devil's tower.
I took several photos with my I pad....
I have no idea what the thing is above the tower.
I have tried to blow the pic up to see if it was
a bird or what the heck.
((NUFORC Note:
The photo shows a small, gray, indistinct "splotch."
We cannot certify that the object is a UFO.
Occurred : 7/30/2014 13:00 (Entered as : 07/30/14 13:00)
Reported: 8/4/2014 11:24:50 PM 23:24
Posted: 8/8/2014
Location: Hulett (Devils Tower), WY
Shape:
Duration:?
Industry, Q. Cassetti 2014, Adobe Illustrator CC
here and now.
Still fascinated and yet frightened by my exploration into those things unexplained. The deep rumbling sounds and the spinning clouds are out of science fiction along with the unexplainable lights in the sky. It somehow makes the amazing super moon with the river of light on Cayuga Lake so much more lovely as we can put a name to it, and settle into soaking in it's glory. Instead, smaller unexplained things, the day to day magic is worthy of honoring and noting, like the community of bees and the wonderful things they do. The image above is part of a group of illos that will be used on a hard cider line in development.
The weekend was nice. Rob was full bore into change at the Luckystone with lots of bush and tree grooming, and propping for guests. The new blankets I have been buying on the online auctions (Pendleton Chief Joseph used blankets) look really spiffy--and I am beginning to migrate the Luckystone to comfy lake, to comfy "camp" with less floral and white to more rich colors, camp blankets, native inspired rugs etc. along with stuff from nature to flesh things out. I am crazy about these blankets and will get into it in a later post. For the moment, here is an example of a Pendleton Chief Joseph so you can say, "oh, I know that....." I am nuts for the color gradient, the tiger teeth, there is a great thing with negative and positives...plus its full bore color...that really just takes a room on. And, did I mention cozy and warm? Plus, the way they are made are wonderful with wool bias tape on the edges. No blanket stitching here....
Detail, Chief Joseph Blanket (from Pendleton Woolen Mills).
I took the opportunity to cook making a corn salad (glorious time for corn), grilled Japanese eggplant, an indian chutney made from onion and buckets of cilantro with lime, a big bowl of cut peaches, plums and pitted sweet cherries. Alex Cassetti is back and brought a group of hungry big men--and they caught 2 enormous lake trout that fed all of us happily Saturday night. It is so wonderful to have Alex home....he is thinking and talking about all sorts of interesting things and only loses me when he goes deep into camera math which confounds this weak brain. We got him a Rolleicord IV for his birthday (thank you Ebay) and he is absolutely delighted with the format, the ability to make big format images with a bit more ease than a 4x5. It was stunning to watch him try to make the whole 4x5 thing portable during his last visit when he was hauling it around trying to take "quick shots" and being shocked by it's inflexibility. The worst was when he wanted to take a shot at a miniature golf course and was lying on the ground shooting up....it was painful, to say the least...to watch him wrestle with the technology, a small heavy suitcase of a camera--designed to be moved gently if at all....and then really not get his shot. Frustration incorporated. At the time I suggested a two and a quarter that he scoffed at...but thankfully, his curmudgeonly mentor at SVA did the same and it was heard. New chapter for this young photographer.
I must go. Had a little time with Gentleman Jim, my PT this morning....and am feeling good.
I will try and say hi this week a bit more. I have been so silent recently.
UFOetry 3
A storm approaching Spokane
the lights began to flicker in my house.
...daylight with clouds )...
strong winds pushing...
birds scattering around.
a black shiny polished orb flies over
in a perfect trajectory flying S.E...
...in an orbit like the ISS.
Did not make a sound
((NUFORC Note:
We spoke via telephone with this witness, and
we found him to be both eloquent in his description
of the sighting event, and sincere. PD))
Sighting Report Occurred : 8/2/2014 18:22 (Entered as : 08/02/2014 18:22)
Reported: 8/2/2014 7:21:27 PM 19:21
Posted: 8/8/2014
Location: Spokane, WA
Shape: Sphere
Duration:30 seconds
UFOetry 2
Low rumbling...
hot air balloon pulling the gas handle.
Low rumbling sound
like hot air balloon above my neighborhood
Occurred : 8/6/2014 04:30 (Entered as : 08/06/2014 04:30 AM)
Reported: 8/6/2014 1:02:47 PM 13:02
Posted: 8/8/2014
Location: Wichita, KS
Shape: Unknown
Duration:3-5 minutes
This is an edited entry at NuForc.org, a website committed to UFO sitings
UFOetry
Reflection light,
change direction...like golden light,
took picture looked different from what I saw.
...a comet coming towards earth,
the brightest golden light
when I snapped the picture
it was a reflection of a light.
Occurred : 8/1/2014 00:00 (Entered as : 08/01/14 0:00)
Reported: 8/2/2014 5:35:28 PM 17:35
Posted: 8/8/2014
Location: Murrieta, CA
Shape: Unknown
Duration:
Poetry from other places
I do not know where this has come from. I somehow ran into the NuForce.org site and found these amazing entries about ufo sightings and was struck by these simple, short stories--notations from plain, normal people who are trying to communicate something they had seen that they could not really understand as it is an "unknown". I found that by taking a little sharp knife to some of the hemming and hawing, poetry emerged that was sublime, simple and elegant. This pleases me to no end. So, I will continue to torture you with this new fun, Qproject.
Isn't manifesting itself in imagery (yet) but I am certainly looking at end of time illustrations from the middle ages, of shooting stars and other portents that earlier people used to describe things that they couldn't understand or rationalize during the time they were living. We often think of ourselves as being so smart, so superior, so scientific--but when it gets down to understanding or observing something that is not known, we waffle and try to make it make sense through science and vocabulary. But to those normal people, they liken these oddities to things they know and understand: nature, color, light, sound, speed. Don't get me wrong...as I have been falling down this UFO/ alien/ odd rabbit hole....there are things that are truly odd and to some degree both fascinating and frightening, I keep looking for answers that are not there...but to that, isn't it wonderful that today there are things that go beyond our knowledge--big things that we can only look and take it in. And puzzle.
I have learned about the Taos Hum, more broadly called The Hum. Lots of ideas of what it is and where it comes from, but the Hum emerges as related to UFOs. All I know is that its out there and no one can really figure it out. The Hum.info defines the hum as: "strange humming or rumbling sound whose source they cannot find." There are the strange "end of times" groans that are heard in different locations from around the world
Then there is the Norwegian Spiral (sometimes called the Norwegian Spiral Anomaly (wiki)) (see above) which is another thing we have been trying our hardest to 'splain, but really, why does this spiral with a bright blue, twisted umbillical cord need explanation? Wikipedia tries in their set-up:
"The Norwegian spiral anomaly of 2009[1] appeared in the night sky over Norway[2] on 9 December 2009. It was visible from, and photographed from, northern Norway and Sweden. The spiral consisted of a blue beam of light with a greyish spiral emanating from one end of it. The light could be seen in all of Trøndelag to the south (the two red counties on the map to the right) and all across the three northern counties which compose Northern Norway,[3]as well as from Northern Sweden[1] and it lasted for 2–3 minutes.[3] According to sources, it looked like a blue light coming from behind a mountain, stopping in mid-air, and starting to spiral outwards.[4][5] A similar, though less spectacular event had also occurred in Norway the month before.[6] Both events had the expected visual features of failed flights of RussianSLBM RSM-56 Bulava missiles,[7][8] and the Russian Defense Ministry acknowledged shortly after that such an event had taken place on 9 December."
But you and I both know it's related to the aliens, and the man just isn't letting on. Right?
There is area 51 and the aliens, the autopsy aliens, the tall white aliens who confer with presidents and kings. There are marvelous light shows and ships, flashes and shapes that disappear in a wink. There are aliens that like vegetables, and ones that are not dependant on atmosphere and live underground. They can do anything and everything including build the pyramids, and act as our gods. Who is to say this is wrong or right? Maybe Joseph Smith had it right with Jesus being resurrected into the New World...and that the early American cultures were not primitive?
Right now it's poetry for me.
Occurred : 7/28/2014 23:55
Circle of light falling.
... from the sky like a meteor, but with no tail...
...it fell straight from the sky...
...like the moon was falling.
I only saw it.
Occurred : 7/28/2014 23:55 (Entered as : 7-28-14 23:55)
Reported: 7/27/2014 11:32:24 PM 23:32
Posted: 8/1/2014
Location: Swan Valley, ID
Shape: Circle
Duration: 5 seconds