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Marzipan Mania

Since this is the first year we could throw Johann a birthday party, we wanted to make it special. Up until now we didn’t know enough people and we don’t know where we’ll be this time next year, so this is our chance! Because of space limitations, I started looking for places around town where we could have the party.

Making Ocean Birthday creature #5

Making of an Ocean Birthday creature gluing the gill rosette on a white spotted sea goddess rendered in marzipan.
Originally uploaded by eclectic echoes.

Johann decided on Project Oceanology and an ocean theme. Since Project O is all about hands-on ocean education, it’s perfect for us! I thought cupcakes would be easier to serve than worrying about a cake and inevitably forgetting to bring a knife to cut it. While surfing the web looking for ideas, we found a business that uses fondant to decorate cakes and cupcakes. The owner did some cupcakes for a party with sea creatures on it that looked wonderful. I didn’t feel I knew enough about fondant to make decorations for this party using it, but I could do something similar in marzipan.

When I was 10, my family was stationed in Germany and I was taking art lessons from Heidi Herzfeld. She was a kind, gentle person. She only taught children how to draw and paint in watercolors, I think because she knew children wouldn’t get hung up on her handicap or have a problem with her being in a wheel chair. A childhood case of polio had left her paralyzed. She was one of the very few people in my life who saw my talent and nurtured it. In fact, I loved her so much that when the time came for us to move, I asked to stay in Germany with Heidi so that I could continue to study with her.

Octo-cup-cake

Tammy hard at work on a marzipan rendition of the Giant Pacific Octopus
Originally uploaded by eclectic echoes.

One day, when I was the only child that had come for lessons, she took me into her back room and showed me the new project she had been working on. She smiled and her eyes shone when she saw my amazed reaction. She had a 4–foot–long table covered in marzipan creations, all various fruits and vegetables. They were so perfect, I had to keep reminding myself that these didn’t come from miniature trees and plants, but they were marzipan that she had molded and painted with food coloring. She explained to me how she did it and then demonstrated how she made a green apple, even how she painted on the blush highlights so it looked like it had been kissed by the sun.

Although my tutorial had been excellent, I had never done it before, so I wasn’t sure I could pull it off. Now was my time to try. If it didn’t work, I would just serve plain cupcakes. We went out to buy new paint brushes yesterday, since I couldn’t find any in the house that hadn’t already touched paint. When we got home, I got to work. Eric and Johann helped me choose creatures and provided pictures and toy animals as models. It took me all day, but it was worth it! I had so much fun making the critters and they will add a special touch to Johann’s party.

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Fabulous Photography Show

Today we were able to see a wonderful photography show without having to leave the house! Grandpa has an ongoing show of some of his pictures from his trip to Africa at the Photography 414 gallery in Fredericksburg, Texas. We also saw a picture of Grandpa and Arthur Morris at the gallery, care of Artie’s new blog. Grandpa has been on many photo trips with Artie and helped lead a couple of them as well. We got the royal tour of the entire gallery from the artist via video iChat, got to see Great Aunt Sharlene, and catch up with both of them a little bit before it was time to sign off.

One of Grandpa’s pictures of zebras sold and will be on its way to Germany once the show is over! If you’re in the vicinity, please go and take a look. This set of photographs is amazing (no bias there at all!) and you’ll be glad you went! If you can’t make it, we’ll be posting another entry when his new website goes live, and watch here for a few more samples of his work from Antarctica.

Legacy

While I was rummaging through papers looking for a teddy bear pattern, I found a copy of a poem that my dear friend Char gave to me years ago. I was recovering from the car accident in which my car was totaled. The policeman told me my seat belt is the only thing that saved me. A week later I received a notice in the mail that my car was being recalled for faulty seat belts. I was lucky.

Char was my yoga instructor. She worked with me for four years to help me regain a normal posture and learn how to walk normally again. She could see how much pain I was in. It was the worst physical pain I have ever experienced. On a day that I was feeling particularly discouraged, she gave me this poem.

She was like a surrogate mother to me, but she died before I could ask her all those questions about life that come up as you make your way through your 30s and 40s and beyond. I like to think she’s my guardian angel now and that she made sure I found this poem again on a day that I needed to be reminded of it.


The Invitation

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.

I doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow. If you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own. If you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.

I want to know if you can be faithful and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”

It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself, and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

Oriah Mountain Dreamer

Happy Belated Easter

Easter Diorama

Easter was very low-key this year. Johann caught yet another cold the week before. Of course, with our lack of sleep and stress, both Eric and I caught it. Although we were better by Easter Sunday, I didn’t have the energy to make pierogies or paska. So we had chicken and rosemary garlic dumplings, as Eric said, “Solid chicken soup comfort food”, with rhubarb pie for dessert.

We dyed eggs the Tuesday after. Our plans to make more diorama eggs are in the works, but not yet completed. Miss Annie got Johann a fresh goose egg from her organic market and gave us a dozen more eggs from her chickens as a present for Easter. This year her Araucana hens eggs are more green than blue. Maybe next week I’ll get to the traditional Easter food I promised, because we still want to do it, even if it is late! At least we got our Easter tree decorated on time!

Easter Tree

Nature Show

“At first they went away from the bait ball and weren’t interested in it at all. Now they are swimming toward it! Look at how they’re eating!! They’re taking off huge chunks and leaving holes!” As we watched the predators feeding, we were filled with awe. Nature is so cool!

“Look, Mommy! Look at the holes they left! There’s less and less. You can see where they swam through! They’re swimming around and around. They are swirling around and swimming in at all angles! It’s a feeding frenzy!!”

Johann watched and recorded what he saw through the microscope after I added a drop of dyed yeast to a sample of paramecia. He had a fantastic afternoon viewing all the live protozoa cultures we ordered. His favorites were the ciliates: paramecia and stentor. Those paramecia are voracious eaters!

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