A bang-up job?
I’m cutting my own hair these days. It’s going alright, I spose. A one-two punch of thrift and whimsy, two of my favorite things. I’m certainly happier about it than this photo implies.
This weekend I made a dutch pancake that turned out especially nice. I’ve taken to grating a generous amount of nutmeg into the butter before the pan goes into the oven, and adding sea salt and vanilla to the batter.
In a moment of excess, I sauteed blueberries in a bit of butter and cinnamon, and then threw whipped cream over the works. Here is jmags’ helping:
It’s not pretty, I know, but it started the day out right.
Small comforts (whipped cream, for instance) seem extra important in the face of frightening cuts in my particular field, education. It does appear that my position is secure, but the ramifications of being under funded this year and potentially for the forseeable future are disheartening. Yes, the stimulus may end up temporarily rescuing us. But that is not an adequate permanent solution. I’m telling all of my little goslings to go to college — any college they can. Now is not a good time to be fresh out of high school and entering the job market.
The best way to keep my mind off of these things is to keep my hands busy, and I’ve been doing that, too (beyond my efforts as a barber). Another little vessel in the series:
The degree of asymmetry isn’t apparent here, otherwise it’s a good likeness. I like the direction they are headed — I think there is a small but important refining process happening that will hopefully end with a set of coherent visual principles, principles that can then be carried out over a true series of works.
If I’m really lucky, that’s how it will go with the haircuts, too.