Pop for Poetry

This is an impromptu post (hence the terrible photo taken on my ipod) about Pop for Poetry.

If you're on a Melbourne train and you see a balloon, take it! I found a poem inside mine. On this dreary Monday morning, it was exactly what I needed. Instead of worrying about what was in store for me this week at work, I started thinking about blog posts I'll write. Perhaps I'll even start writing zines again!
Maybe!

My October

Unfortunately there's not much to account for in October. I was sick and I also had to work extra hours. I had a blog post written and all ready to release into the wild, but I had a setback with the project that went with it. Even though it was a small project, I lost the motivation to finish it. When I'm tired, the little voice that says it's all pointless is harder to ignore. On the bright side, being sick brings feverish dreams. Drawings and art journal pages of various designs floated through my head while I was asleep, and I managed to capture a couple of them, or at least make notes for when I have time.

What I've been sorting ...
At the start of the month, I started to become thoroughly annoyed with not having a hobby room. I decided to institute 30 Days of Unpacking, but soon after that, I came down sick. I told myself that the 30 days didn't have to be consecutive: it's still going to happen, just a little slower than planned. Here's a small peek into what I have to tackle to make it happen:

What I've been drawing ...
Late in the month, as I sat trapped on a train that didn't move for 90 minutes, with an ipod that was about to run out of battery, I thought to myself, "if this isn't the time to draw, then when is?" This is a little character that I first dreamed of a few months ago. His name is Yallo.

What I've been looking at ...
While I was inside recuperating, this happened:

And this:

And this:

While I was engaged in the mind-numbing cycle of work, train, eat, cough, sleep, amazing things were happening right on my doorstep. Now that I'm feeling better, I want to make sure to appreciate them more.

What I've been reading ...
I finished Bertrand Russell's The Conquest of Happiness: A modern-day interpretation of a self-help classic.

The concepts in Russell's 1930 book of philosophy are broken down into convenient bite-size pieces of a few pages each. Every chapter ends with tips on how to put his wisdom into practice in the 21st century. Russell's work is less in need of updating than many others - he writes on topics much thought of now, but hardly mentioned in his age, like love, sex and friendship. I found it food for thought and most of the tips were useful. I'm sure Russell would have laughed at the concept of 'self-help', though.

I found this book for free on iBooks, but I think it's on Smashwords, too.

Saikei Deconstruction // Wiring

Regular readers may remember that way back in the deep, dark past (i.e. New Year's Day of this year) I created my first saikei. This is what it looked like when I first put it together.

This is what it looks like now:

The pickle plant really took to its environment, and grew steadily until it took over most of the pot. Perhaps I should introduce it to Crazy Potato! The Japanese Box just sat there looking surly for many months. I don't blame it really. I did cut off half the root ball after all. I finally noticed some new growth on it a few weeks ago, so I thought it was time for it to graduate to its own pot.

Prising the plants out of the pot. I don't know what all this white stuff is. ...Anyone?...
I decided not to take my gloves off halfway through like I normally do.

It was hard to separate the two plants. The roots were very entangled, but I think most of them belonged to the pickle plant.

I put the Box into its new pot first. It only just fitted but unfortunately I had no bigger pots, so this one would have to do for now. The mossy stuff that I'd dug out of the garden didn't fit, so I pulled it off and stuck it back in the garden where I'd originally found it. It'll be interesting to see if it survives.

I decided to re-pot the pickle plant back into the same pot, as I didn't have any other suitable ones. I left the weed traveller plant with it, as it was so entwined with the pickle plant and I didn't want to damage it trying to separate them. Plenty of 'pickles' were already falling off as it was!

Then I attempted to wire the Box plant.
Ergh. Unfortunately the average noob bonsai enthusiast doesn't get much of a chance to wire trees, and I drew a blank as I was sitting there. I also only had one roll of wire -- a fairly thick one -- so I only did the thicker branches.

The next day I had a change of heart and re-styled the branch on the left until it was nearly vertical again. I figure, if tree survives, I'll have plenty of time to correct any regrets later.

My September

In an effort to post more regularly, I've decided to start a, sort-of, monthly update. There's no official name for it yet.

What I've Been Making....
I don't think I've yet introduced my GrannyLand blanket. Or it could be called Granny Galore. I'm not sure yet. I probably should decide soon -- I started it back in March. Granny squares are just so easy to work on, and I deliberately sized them so that one ball of wool would make 4 without worrying about running out of a colour. Two reasons why it's the project I work on when I'm tired and it's hard to bring myself to do anything else.

What I've Been Drawing....
This is my Leftovers Journal. It's A5-size, half the size I normally work with. I bought it as a place to put all the 'leftovers' -- the smears of paint, bits of collage paper and images that don't fit anywhere else. I don't view it as a 'real' journal, and its come to play an important role. All the new techniques, colours and shapes that I want to experiment with seem to appear here first, before trickling their way down into my other journals.

The other thing I've started recently is 60 Things. It's inspired by Diced Imagery, which is in turn inspired by Rory's Story Cubes. I roll dice (a D6 and a D10 -- yes, I have some geeky tendencies!) to determine which of 60 pre-listed topics I will draw. This day I rolled the number for dinosaur, and just happened to have a figurine handy (more evidence of geeky tendencies). I'll show more drawings in my next update.
And yes, my dining room table is half art-journalling station and half plant-nursery at the moment!

What I've Been Growing....
Meet Crazy Potato. He's shy at first, but when he gets to know you, he shows his affection by suddenly attempting to take over your whole house. I swear, as soon as the daytime temperatures hit 18oC and above, this thing began to grow at a rate of about 20cm per day! I'll show you Son of Crazy Potato and more growing exploits soon.

What I've Been Reading....
I'm afraid my reading habits have been rather shameful lately. Blogs and Wikipedia articles have been my standard fare for most of this year. I blame the internet for my shrinking attention span! A few days ago I started reading a book -- an actual one, with paper and covers and all. It's been both challenging and refreshing to sit down and concentrate on one thing for up to an hour without the temptation to switch to another browser tab after every few sentences.
The book I'm reading is The Chinawoman by Ken Oldis. It's a true-crime/history piece about the murder of a high-class prostitute in Gold Rush Melbourne and the relationship between the police and the local Chinese community. I'm enjoying it so far.

In the Kitchen : Okonomiyaki

It was Saturday afternoon, it was a quiet, rainy day at home. Husband was industriously playing away on his Xbox, and we were getting a little peckish, so I decided to make Okonomiyaki. The great thing about Okonomiyaki is that you can add whatever you like to them. Even the name reflects this: okonomi means "what you like". So as long as you have flour, you can make them with whatever is to hand. This is what I managed to find in the fridge:

Fresh and frozen vegetables, herbs and some chorizo. Chorizo and other specialty sausages are very expensive here, but occasionally the supermarket has the 2-kilo bag half-price, so we always snap up a bag whenever we see it. We're into cooking, buying in bulk and preserving food, so we have a big freezer:

Doesn't look too dirty, phew! On the right-hand side of the crisper drawer, you can see the acorns I'm hibernating from my last post. Next, I cut up all the fresh vegetables and the chorizo. It turns out that I didn't need too much of the frozen veggies after all -- I just added a little for variety.

Mixing up the batter. I just used plain flour, milk and water for the batter. We were out of garlic, so I added some horseradish paste instead.

The first batch was a bit of a failure unfortunately. They stuck to the pan!

For the second batch, I turned the heat down and used rice bran oil instead of olive oil in the pan.

Much better!

And of course, what is Okonomiyaki without toppings! I collected together all the ones I thought would taste good: mayonnaise, sweet chilli sauce, Japanese barbeque sauce, parsley, squeezy sour cream (it's a new product meant for topping Mexican dishes, but who cares?), seaweed flakes and some leftover chutney from last week's Indian takeaway.

Well, the result might not look so appetising, but we both at it very fast!

All About Acorns

I placed my first order with 4 Seasons Seeds recently. There are a large range of seeds on offer, from interesting vegetable varieties to ornamentals, but I was most interested in the 'Trees and Shrubs' section. I spent such a long time perusing the website that in the end I ran out of time and made my order in a hurry. I accidentally ordered Pin Oak instead of Trident Maple. I was saving Pin Oak for a later time as the process of sowing them involves stratification, which sounded a bit too advanced for a noob like me. When the parcel arrived and I saw acorns in it, I didn't know what to think! But I'm embracing it as a chance to learn.

I have to apologise in advance because the photos in this post aren't very aesthetically pleasing (though pictures of peat moss might appeal to some!).

The parcel from 4 Seasons Seeds arrived very fast and was well-packed. The other seeds I ordered were Japanese Birch and False Spirea (also accidental!). The owners had kindly added a free packet of Hungarian Lilac. I also ordered some peat moss pellets and small plastic pots for my propagation operation.

So what is stratification? Thankfully there was a cheatsheet included that explains everything. Because oaks grow in cold climates, they are used to a period of snow and freezing every year. In autumn, the acorns drop to the ground and lie under the snow until spring. In fact, the acorns will not sprout unless they go through this period of cold first. To make the acorns sprout in warmer climates, or out of the proper season, the grower needs to put them in the fridge for at least 30 days, and anywhere up to 90 days. I envisaged our whole fridge filled with little pots of dirt! Thankfully though, the cheatsheet said that all I needed to do was put them in ziplock bags with some moistened peat and put them in the crisper section.

I started out by soaking the peat moss cocoons in water until they were nice and moist and plump. Then I 'planted' an acorn in each one, pushed it down inside and squeezed the top shut.

I put 6 cocoons in each plastic bag. Halfway through, it occurred to me that treating them this way might make it very difficult to check if the acorns were germinating or not. So I switched to a different method. I peeled the mesh covering off about 5 peat moss discs and put them in a plastic bag with some water. Then I worked at them with my hands until they were wet all the way through. I put 6 acorns in each bag and squished away until they were well covered with peat moss. It occurred to me at some point that with this method it might be just as difficult to tell if the acorns have germinated, but experimenting is always fun.

Once I'd done 4 bags that way, I realised that all-up, there were 55 acorns in the 20-acorn bag that I'd purchased. Even assuming that one in two acorns won't germinate, that's a generous amount. After peating up 48 though, I was a bit over it and decided to save the rest for craft supplies.

Then into the fridge the baggies went. Now it's just an (im)patient wait to see what happens!


The desired result:

A Visit to Cat Café Melbourne

The first time I heard about cat cafés was when I was in Japan in 2008. Wandering around the Tokyu Hands department store, we just happened to come across the Neko Bukuro ('Cat's House') on the top floor. A place in the city where people can go and relax by playing with adorable cats - surely it's a dream come true! Having a love for all things cute and furry as well as all things Japanese, I was itching to go inside, but Husband in his sage wisdom didn't let me. I'm highly allergic to cats and at the time I had not yet had my allergy injections, nor did I have any hayfever tablets on me. So we passed it by and I vowed to return one day.


▼ Winter and Ruby asleep on the much-loved sheepskin rug.

Unfortunately I haven't been able to travel back to that part of the world yet, but I was heartened when I started to hear about Cat Cafés opening up in other parts of the world - China, France, U.S.A., Canada - surely Australia would be next?? When Husband told me last week that a cat café was opening in Melbourne very soon, I became embarrassingly excited and made a booking as quickly as humanly possible! Then it was a very long week until finally the café opened and the day of my booking came.


▼ Something distracts Winter from grooming Ruby.

▼ One of the many play towers stands in an alcove.

Through pouring rain, Husband and I battled our way to the café, located on the fringe of the CBD near Queen Victoria Markets. The café is in a two-storey building, a beautiful heritage building which by the looks of it used to be a pub and small hotel. Due to Australia's Food Handling Laws, which are stricter than in other countries, the cats must be kept separate from food serving areas. Therefore the café proper is downstairs, and the rooms where the cats live are upstairs. However, patrons are allowed to take their food and drinks upstairs if they wish, and staff are available to take orders so that patrons don't have to leave the cats to refill their drinks, etc. The downstairs café area is minimalist, with pre-packaged foods and a vending machine serving about 20 different types of coffees, teas and soup. There is an extensive range of cat-themed items on sale, including handicrafts made by locals, which I thought was a lovely touch. The brightly-coloured cat beds, scarves and other items on sale gave the café a fun, inviting look.


▼ Sherlock is fast asleep in the hidey-tube with just one ear poking out!

Husband and I arrived a bit early, and we vended ourselves a coffee while we waited with anticipation to be allowed upstairs. A maximum of 15 patrons are admitted into the cats' area at a time, for the safety of the cats and a more relaxed experience, and we were required to wash our hands before entering. (The hand-washing facilities are also available on leaving if patrons wish to use them.) The cats' area covers the whole top floor of the building. Four rooms provide plenty of space for the cats to roam around and the patrons to relax. For the humans there are comfy couches and café-style chairs and tables, as well as several bookcases filled with books and magazines (many cat-related, but not all!). For the cats, there are plenty of play towers, sleeping beds, cushy rugs and hidey-tubes, with toys scattered throughout. The decor includes cat-themed posters, and shelves covered with grass-like green shag carpet for the cats to perch on. Soon we forgot about the cold and wet outside as we settled in and watched the cats peacefully napping.


▼ One of the smaller rooms with welcoming decor.

▼ Lottie observes the other kittens playing.

Cat Café Melbourne has a total of 13 cats at the moment (the maximum allowed by license is 15). All the cats are sourced from shelters, so it’s likely they're having a much better life than they might have otherwise. We saw 8 cats on the day; a few were sequestered in the private area due to having colds. When we arrived, most of the cats were asleep. Only Lynx, one of the oldest and biggest cats, was awake, sitting in the middle of the hallway where all were forced to step over him. He was definitely king of the castle! A little while later, pretty Lottie woke and was playing catch-a-mouse with a couple in the far room, but Husband and I sat near sleeping Ruby and Winter, snuggled up together on the sheepskin rug.


▼ Lynx hogging the walkway.

▼ Braveheart asleep in the hidey-tube.

▼ Waldo wakes up.

I had a special moment with Ruby as one of the staff told me she doesn't mind being picked up and held while she naps. She purred as she snuggled up against me, and let me know when she wanted to get down with a quiet 'mew'.


▼ Me and Ruby (sorry for the bad pic!)

There was a sense of camaraderie amongst the patrons that really impressed me. Everyone seemed relaxed and happy. Some chatted quietly, others just sat and admired the napping cats from afar. After a while, most of the cats woke and started either wandering around or playing, and the sense of excitement among the patrons was contagious. Crawling around on the floor or lying on one of the shag rugs was perfectly acceptable behaviour, and cries of 'awww!' and 'oh he's so cute!' could be faintly heard throughout the rooms. Just before we were due to leave, Sherlock crawled out of the hidey-tube and started living up to his name by investigating a couple of nearby cat lovers.


▼ Lynx near the entrance to the cat's private room; Lexi emerges from under the couch.

▼ Ruby, Lottie and Braveheart playing with one of the many toys.

All too soon our hour was up, and we had to say goodbye to the cats - for now! I was smiling all the way home, and couldn't help giggling when I thought about the playful cats and how they made us and our fellow patrons so happy. The day we visited, the café had been open for only 2 days, and I was impressed with how smoothly everything ran, and how much thought had been put into the whole operation. I will certainly visit the cats at Cat Café Melbourne again.


Entry Cost: $10 per person for 1 hour with the cats
Opening hours: 10am - 9pm, every day of the week
Bookings: Cat Café Melbourne


▼ Shy Lexi starts to become curious.

▼ Winter grooms Ruby while she plays with a mouse toy.