The working title of this piece is The view never changes when.... but as I have continued to work on it and have added a constellation to the sky, I think the new title might be 'From the Stars' because I like to believe that we all have the a bit of stardust in us. ;-) Enjoy the summer and perhaps you'll see the final piece if you're in Portland, OR visiting Blackfish Gallery in August.
Coming home from school everyday, I expected to have something to eat right away. My grandfather never disappointed me - tinula (chicken soup), bindoongoo (better experienced than described, trust me), taboongao (opo squash soup with atsuete powder and pork) the list goes on! Hence the image of the pot which is always full of food and full of memories.
And just because the location has changed - Portland, OR and instead of Hawaii - the full pot policy has not. It is embedded deep in my psyche. When we go backpacking, where we try to cut down on as much weight as possible, I make sure Matt always carries at least 5 pounds extra of food. Shh, don't tell him. Because no matter where you are, especially if you're not at HOME, food is important! Check back next week for further developments on the HOME Series.
As a child growing up in Honolulu, HI, the neighborhood I lived in had an 'Open Door' policy. We would just walk into any house and see if there was something to eat or if there was anyone around who could play with us. Then, "Home" meant comfort, food, playmates, and if you were naughty, 'da slippah', belt or extension cord. Good times. We weren't often naughty but there was always the mango tree to escape to!