Friday, November 8, 2013

THE PATIENT PRACTICE OF BAKING BREAD


Success!

Dearest Readers,
Behold my beautiful loaf of home-made white bread–warm, crusty, aromatic, and earthy.  It’s been a two-month journey of trial and error, several failures and adjustments to bread recipes to arrive at this successful loaf. 

I love bread. Good bread. It’s comfort food from my childhood. Living in New Jersey as a youngster in the 50’s, my Dad brought home crunchy deli Kaiser rolls, and long loaves of Italian bread. Mom refused to buy the fluffy white brands of sliced bread, allowing only Pepperidge Farm. When we moved to Rutland, Vermont in 1962, Mom often bought bakery bread. 


Here’s my rocky journey to this golden loaf:
 
King Arthur Flour Education Center, Bakery, Cafe, and Store
September 15: I took a 3-hour sourdough class at King Arthur Flour Baking School in Norwich VT.

Sharon O’Leary at King Arthur, demonstrates how to mix, handle, form, knead and bake sourdough.
 
Grab, lift, flop and turn the autolyse (first mixing of the ingredients)
 
Folding ends of dough into the center after first rising

Hands on experience in rolling the dough into a ball

 
Placing the pre-folded dough in cloth lined bowls to rise again

Shaping the dough into batards (and round shapes)

The class's final baked round sourdough loaves



Each of us in the class leaves with a loaf we baked, a small amount of starter culture and the phase 1 batch of dough we mixed. 
First mix of sourdough ingredients and the starter culture

Sept. 16th: I begin my car trip back to Georgia with the dough and culture in a cooler in the car.

Sept. 23: I leave Brooklyn heading south again. It dawns on me in Delaware that I’ve forgotten the culture, the preliminary dough, and the cooler in my daughter’s apartment in Brooklyn.

Around Oct. 1st I email King Arthur Flour’s help site and they send me another starter culture via UPS free of charge. The living blob of wild yeast and flour arrives healthy, and happily ready to grow.
New batch of sourdough starter culture

 Three tries at making my own sourdough bread ends in flat failures, sticky dough and a final tough culture starter. I did something wrong!
sourdough bread #1-flat and misshapen
sourdough #2-barely rising
sourdough #3-sticky and tough

 I release from my mind the romantic notion of maintaining a live, friendly  sourdough culture in my fridge that I will feed weekly with flour. Goodbye idea!

Friend and bread baker Julie Puttgen sent me a link to a delicious no-knead bread recipe that she used to make a couple of round loaves when I visited her home in Lebanon, NH this summer. It's cooked in a dutch oven in the oven:

I adjusted this recipe three times, trying, and finally succeeding at the right proportion of ingredients. Maybe altitude has something to do with the necessary changes??? 


No-knead bread #1-flat and small


No-knead bread dough #2-rising nicely
No-knead bread dough #2-second rising on a smooth towel per the recipe

Scraping off the dough from the second rising stuck on the cloth
No-knead bread #2-tiny loaf due to so much dough stuck on the towel

During the preparation for Bread #3, my oven dies, but my neighbor with a nice digital stove comes to the rescue. 
My oven refuses to light completely
Neighbor Mary Alma saves the day with her new stove

 
Another look at the wonderful no-knead bread #3


 The King Arthur Flour site has plenty of bread and pastry recipes. Here's King Arthur's recipe for kaiser rolls:
http://www.kingarthurflour.com/recipes/kaiser-rolls-recipe

 
kaiser rolls picture from the Taste of Home website

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

NEW DAWN


New Dawn, oil, acrylic, pastel, and charcoal on canvas, 41"x42"

Dearest Readers,
Meet the latest iteration of my painting Golden Dawn. She’s no longer golden, but does still represent a personal awakening…this upsurge in positivity and contentment that I’ve noticed in my being. Death still lurks as a spoiler, but that’s not on the “horizon”, so to speak.

Back in early September I took you on a blog-journey
 through the various lives of Golden Dawn, from initial ground 
 
Golden Dawn, early stage
 to a raw, vegetal creature, 
Golden Dawn, middle stage
 ending with a kaleidoscopic double swirl that I labeled as “finished”. 
 
Golden Dawn, "Finished"
Not so.  I noodled a few more times last month toning down the central areas with red and de-emphasizing the black surface lines in an unsuccessful attempt to eliminate the busyness.  
Golden Dawn, Additional Adjustments

 I was holding on to parts that I liked, but that just did not work.

This weekend I opened my stash of oils and made some serious changes. With a glass of wine as moral support, and a deep sigh, I slashed away at the former acrylic painting, leaving translucent areas, and reworking the double swirl, which is the essence of my resurgence.  I also pinned up a page from the Portland Oregon Gallery Guide as inspiration showing the abstract oil paintings of Barbara Sternberger whose courageous style I admire. I viewed them this summer at Elizabeth Leach Gallery.


 I’m happy with the result.
New Dawn






Monday, October 28, 2013

In Praise of Color, Rust and Exuberance

Greg Haberny installation-"Burn All Crayons"

Dearest Readers,
On Sept. 19th I explored the galleries of one street in the Chelsea Art District of Manhattan. I walked along e. 24th from 10th to 11th Streets, crossed to the south side and walked back to 10th, strolling in and out of galleries on both sides. It took about two hours. I photographed my favorite pieces and will share them here. I found them robustly inspirational. Almost all are marked by an exuberance of color, courage, paint application, and joie de vivre.
Cristina de Miguel Untitled?
Elizabeth Murray-"Pleat"

Michael Brown-Versailles

Allison Miller at Susan Inglett Gallery


Marcello Lo Giudice





The rusty sculptures by Michael Brown with otherworldly photos of similar sculptures on snowy terrain, and the Versailles photo prints are perhaps exceptions to the exuberant theme, but they exude a gutsy love of odd yet daring juxtapositions of formal objects in ambiguous space and time.

I'll  conclude with a wildly funny paper mache installation of a NY City Bus by Red Grooms, part of a solo exhibition of his 3D paintings and assemblages at the Brattleboro VT Art Museum that I visited two days earlier. My friend Eleanora is a passenger half way down on the right. Grooms left one seat open for viewers to participate. I'm not a Red Grooms fan. He's captured the spirit and earthiness of the NYC commuter, but his work does not move me. It's a one-liner. Nevertheless he is exuberant, colorful and gutsy. I have to admire that.



Thursday, October 17, 2013

SETTLING IN WITH IKEBANA


Misty today, but a balmy 70˚. Mockingbird runs through her songbook outside my open window. A chipping sparrow relentlessly whittles away.


Dearest Readers,

I’m banged up, but finally getting back to blogging and to my life in GA after a summer in VT and a long drive home. I’m icing my jaw today after periodontal surgery, and sporting a semi-immobilizing cast on my left arm after a fall on the sidewalk in Brooklyn last month that also cracked my knee-cap. Life is doable, but clumsy.
 
Canna leaves_dried hydrangea and mulberry leaf_Decatur GA backyard10.13.2013

Canna flower, leaf and seed pods_mulberry branch_Decatur GA backyard10.13.2013

I made two ikebana arrangements this weekend from the remnants of foliage and flowers around my condo complex. It felt good to be creative. Please note that I take some liberties with the rules of Ikebana. I usually am sure to include the three main plant elements that represent heaven, earth and humanity, and the small guys called “helpers” , but I play around with the stem angles, often adjusting the recommended degree of tilt in favor of an inner sense of equilibrium.

I’ve also included a selection of woodland ikebanas I created in Vermont. Some you’ve already seen in previous blogs. The plants I used grew wild along the forested roadsides in a Northeastern region of the state that is moderately mountainous, damp and often dimly lit. Some flowers are invasives, like the Queen Anne’s Lace in the piece called Evening Ikebana, and a few seem to be runaway outcroppings of vegetation from nearby landscaping, like the thorny rosehips from a seed that found a patch of extended sunlight. That’s my guess. 
Bushy aster, unknown seed cases, branches and goldenrod_Peacham VT 9.5.2013

Day lilies, ferns_Peacham VT 7.22.2013

Evening Ikebana_Queen-Anne's-Lace, branches and misc. wild greenery_Peacham VT 7.29.2013

Goldenrod, "eyeball" berries (my name), unknown cluster-flower over a woodland leaf_Peacham VT 9.3.2013

Black eyed susans, bishop's weed, and misc. woodland greenery_Peacham VT 7.22.2013

Goldenrod and wild berries_Peacham VT 8.13.2013

1. Eyeball and poison berries (my names), and woodland foliage_Peacham VT9.3.2013
2. Same arrangement reworked of eyeball and poison berries (my names) + spiny wild cucumber_Peacham VT 9.5.2013


Rosehips, goldenrod, and wild berries with foliage_Peacham VT 8.22.2013

Wild grass, eyeball berries (my name), woodland berries with foliage, and black-eyed susans_8.24.2013

Wildflower bells, vetch, fern and unknown yellow star flowers_Peacham VT 7.2.2013 


That's it. I'm getting  back on the " art horse".