(*I add oregano and basil to my pizza dough, it gives it a lot of flavor and interest)~
My soon to be released cookbook, will be called "Just Bake It". Okay, someday cookbook, after culinary school or perhaps I should do a craft/cookbook?
Do you remember those Makit Bakit kits. You could make your own sun catchers with the metal frame of your choice and the magic plastic crystals. You arranged the colors; I used tweezers and then baked it.
I was thinking how my husband compares his wood working to me making cards and various crafts. He
just goes out in the garage and leaves everything draped everywhere for a few days a week. Every free
chance he gets, he works on it, measure once, cut twice, drill, saw, paint or stain. I think of what I attempt to do, more like cooking. I have to set everything up and clean up when done. I don't have my space, yet.
There is something for everyone's taste. I need to set supplies up, re arrange or maybe paint over something, or rip out a seam.
It is like making bread dough. You get all your ingredients out, you mix and knead and let the dough, rest. It needs to rise; it needs to breath. My crafts need this to, be set up and left alone. This way, I can come back to it, knead it and add items. Then let it set and rise again.
I like to walk away and come back, when I can, sometimes the dough cooks into a beautiful loaf, heavenly light and other times it is a doorstop. I don't give up, I try, try again. I love bread; I love art. I love leaving it; letting my ideas bubble up, like yeast. I love handling the dough, I mean the paper, the paint, and the tiny touches. I love a lot of flavors; so many ideas, never enough time. I love
the aroma of the bread baking, I mean the smell of paint, glue, and gel medium. I love how it rises and how making art raises my spirits.
So, I will keep trying to make bread(art) til I get it right or the way I think it should be. Sometimes dough takes another shape and ends up cinnamon rolls( I mean, writing, photography, and wit, etc.)
Bread is a staple in my life(art is a part of me) and I will continue to bake up another project soon.
Art, it has to be made; like bread... I'm craving art! I don't think my family will be thrilled when I bake that up for dinner.