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Saturday Art: Dramatic Tea

7:07 am in Food, Just for So by Elliott

Who doesn’t love tea and/or Alan Rickman?

Part of series Portraits in Dramatic Time by David Michalek, via Open Culture

“Epic Tea Time with Alan Rickman” comes from a video series called Portraits in Dramatic Time, which features “an array of glacially paced performances of theater artists and actors.” According to its creator David Michalek, the portraits, each offering “a physical metaphor for an emotional condition,” were originally projected onto a building facade at Lincoln Center in New York City during a 2011 festival. This particular portrait shows actor Alan Rickman (you know him from Harry Potter, Dogma, Die Hard, etc.) doing epic violence to a cup of tea. As one YouTuber put it, “It’s a bit like watching God create the universe. A very angry God.”

For a taste of the others in the series:

Hmm Food Sunday or Saturday Art?

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Food Sunday: The Truth about GM Crops, Farmer to Farmer

8:22 am in Uncategorized by Elliott

I’ll state straight away, I hate/loathe/despise/abhor Monsanto.  They are evil, not metaphorically evil, but actually evil.  And as for our politicians who should have protected us from Monsanto; well, there’s a special circle of Hell reserved just for them.

I came across this video in the twitterverse and wanted to share it because it gives you a good idea of what is involved in actually using GM seed and the (hoocoodanode!?) consequences.  Farmer to Farmer.

I ask you: What do we do to extricate ourselves from this politico-corporate nightmare?

From the website:

Michael Hart, a conventional livestock family farmer, has been farming in Cornwall for nearly thirty years and has actively campaigned on behalf of family farmers for over fifteen years, traveling extensively in Europe, India, Canada and the USA.

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Food Sunday: Food, Glorious Food

3:41 pm in Uncategorized by Elliott

For some reason this song runs through my head every Sunday.