Posts Tagged ‘kitchen’

What a morning!  Not internet, not TV, no watching the Tour de France stage, no checking email, etc., etc.  Thunderstorms, internet back, internet out while finally watching Tour.  Ran errands.  More thunderstorms looming.  But my garden is happy with all the rain, the repeat of the Tour stage is on, and I’m finally back online with the theme for the photo challenge today,  “Collage.”

Collage (from the French: coller, “to glue”;[1] French pronunciation: ​[kɔ.laʒ]) is a technique of an art production, primarily used in the visual arts, where the artwork is made from an assemblage of different forms, thus creating a new whole.

A collage may sometimes include magazine and newspaper clippings, ribbons, paint, bits of colored or handmade papers, portions of other artwork or texts, photographs and other found objects, glued to a piece of paper or canvas. The origins of collage can be traced back hundreds of years, but this technique made a dramatic reappearance in the early 20th century as an art form of novelty.  (Wikipedia)

I’m not featuring a photo collage of any sort, but rather a collage that our younger daughter did before going to and graduating from art school.  This is the kitchen in our former house.  On the left is an ink drawing, on the right, the collage  I cherish this both because she did it and because we no longer live in the house.  Although she hasn’t updated her website for some years, you can see some of the art she’s done at her website.

© janet m. webb and M. L. Webb



The word “space” can mean disparate things. There’s “space: the final frontier”, stretching into unending vastness. There are spacious houses and those without much space. And then there are those spaces both too small and too large, although certainly not infinite or vast.

“Space” can also mean opposite things at the same time.  There’s a space between the counter and the stove. It’s not big, not wide enough for anything substantial to fall through, but a yawning cavern for bits of escaping food. An asparagus end cut off before putting the rest into water, a carrot coin afraid of steaming, anything round and distressingly mobile—all these have plenty space to take the, to them, skyscraper-sized plunge into the depths of that cavern.

The space is too small, however, to easily retrieve the miscreants. A yardstick works best, the only thing I’ve found with the perfect combination of thinness and length to reach down and sweep out. Sometime I use the reach-and-sweep from floor level, pushing everything out to the far side of the stove. It arrives coated with the dust that with unseen, relentless determination finds its way into every space, dustable or not.

You can find oddball photos in the oddest places (imagine that)!  This one was discovered and captured when I threw out my tea bags one morning.  They and the eggs shells are resting on a bed of shredded paper.  Sound a bit like something on a menu:

A proprietary combination of tea bags and warm brown eggs shells on a bed of delicately shredded paper.”