Monday, September 29, 2008
Two weekends ago I went back home (no, not to Puerto Rico.) to my parents house in Spring Hill ( 45 mins south of Nashville.1 hr with traffic). Anyways, the moral of the story is that my mom and dad surprised me with grocery bags full with food! To me that is as close as I’ll ever get to winning the lottery. The contents of these bags were diverse as food goes. To illustrate, chips and salsa, pasta, olive oil, orange juice and ground beef to make hamburgers and last, but not least VEAL.
At first, I was turned off by the thought of it. Not because a baby cow had to stroll down the “walk of shame” into the slaughter house in order for me to consume the chunk of red meat that its body will soon become, but because the first time I ever tried veal, to be honest, it was not the most paramount experience I have ever had with meat. On the other hand, I am not one that is known for quitting.
I decided that I would give veal another try and this time it was me the one who would cook it. I love cooking. It is one of my passions. It relaxes me and I like cooking for other people. I take pride in the food I cook and I do it often so that I can perfect and sharpen my skills. With this confidence in mind I was determined to cook a REALLY good meal and the main dish would be VEAL!
RING! RING! My cell phone rung a few times before I was able to answer this past Sunday night I was watching the movie Cache while I cooked veal. It was a dear fried of mine with whom I had not been able to spend time with due to the busyness of life. This time neither of us had work and we had scheduled to hang out that night.
The voice on the other end says,
“Hey Jean, are you still wanting to hangout tonight?”
“ I mean…yea. If you are up for it… I’m down.”
A few minutes later having in mind that my friend had just gotten off from work and most likely had not eaten dinner and would stop at a fast food for it
I phoned and said,
“ Have you had dinner yet?’
The reply was
“Great I’m making dinner. Want to join me?”
Casually,the response was,
To spare you from all the details of the night my friend came over just in time for dinner. It smelled delicious! We sat at the dinner table after spending almost two hours cooking this meal that included white rice, beans ( both a staple in PRican cuisine) and veal. I added to it many different types of spices and seasonings that have been passed down from generations to generations in my native Puerto Rico and had the veal cook on a pan set to low-med fire on the stove and after awhile it was ready to be consumed!
Oh WOW!!! What a succulent meal it was! DELECTABLE, SCRUMPTIOUS! My mouth waters just writing about it! As we bit into the veal a complex mixture of flavors covered our taste buds. Garlic, cilantro, oregano, are just some of the few that I will reVEAL.
Due to this re encounter I had with veal and my openness to retry it once again I feel like I have expanded my horizons a bit as a carnivore. If you don’t like it the first time I encourage you to give it another try…or just let me cook it.
By the end of the night our bellies were full and my friend and revisited memories, laughed and forgot about the busyness that is trying to juggle art school, work, and all that comes with growing up.
Don’t get caught by it.
Ride the wave.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Watkins College of Art
Special Thanks to :
the Computer Lab's imac in the Film Dept.
Monday, September 15, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Oh Fellow artists, Watkins students and people of the world. Lets get serious! If you are invited to a Facebook event and over 2,000 people have confirmed. Chances are it will be an unforgettable one. That is why if on Saturday evening you decided to stay home and watch My Little Pony with your younger sister, cuddle with your boy/girlfriend, and or be any where else other than Centennial Park in Nashville, Tennessee you are fool, because the turn out was great! Over 600 people showed up pillows in hand ready to fight in the most optimistic way possible.
Thanks, to your local Optimist Manifesto club at Watkins College of Art hundreds congregated in what would go down in history as the largest Alcohol/drug free gathering/pillow fight in Nashville. It could have not been a better evening. The moon was full, a cool breeze danced around the park and the good vibes where blinking red inside of everybody.
Of course there is ALWAYS “that guy.” The guy that accidentally hits another on the nose and the guy that makes a scene for the guy that was injured. Despite all this the optimistic spirits soared high over the Nashville skyline. After much bashing of people’s heads with pillows the energy levels started to die down. To our surprise the h2o patrol showed up with tons of water bottles to reenergize us. So many of them that they were still giving them out long after the event was over. Thank you h2o patrol.
How can you make a memorable night an unforgettable night? How can you make it one of those nights that you look back on and nostalgia quickly raises to the surface and smiles light up the room? Easy. Buy the pillows that have feathers in them and a knife. Then bring them to a pillow fight and when everybody is fighting tear the pillow open and allow the feathers to fly or rather “glide with style” as everyone fights. That is what a gentleman did during the fight giving us many beautiful picture opportunities.
The event culminated with everybody picking up cotton and feathers from the ground along with anything else that was left behind. A little side note, for the next pillow fight we will have a loud speaker and a lost and found box. Many lost valuables during the fight.
This was a remarkable event that was conceived in the minds of Watkins students. Keep up the good work and show Nashville how we really do it here at www.watkins.edu. I’m proud and honored to know you.
Ride the Wave.
Pictures and video from the pillow fight coming soon. I was experiencing some troubleshooting.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Last night was that time of the month again…It happens the first Saturday of each month. Thousands of avid art lovers from all different walks of life gather in Nashville to see and be seen, and also to look at the work of local as well as international visual artist.
With the help of Calvin Klein, Zara (www.zara.com) and my favorite pair of skinny jeans I was ready to hit the town and immerse myself in a sea of colors and culture. I drove downtown after meeting up with a few students from Watkins, boarded a shuttle bus that took us to the historic Arcade Building and began observing carefully all the work in the different galleries. It was superb to say the least. I mean… there were a few pieces that I was not a fan of, but even those were still good. Until I arrived at the last gallery, there they were.
Pieces done by our very own John Whitten (www.johnpwhitten.com) and Kelly Bonadies! They were excellent! Superb! Watkins College of Art making noise all over the city! People, Students, Artist wake up! Arise! You are a part of a new movement. A new wave taking place in our school and we are taking it out into the city. Sorry, I get a little excited when talking about happenings here at Watkins.
In the midst of all the art, wine and cheese a thought came to mind. Maybe it was more of an observation. Keeping in mind that this was my first gallery crawl ever pay attention to this observation. “ Gallery crawls are a great place to make subtle yet strong political staments.” What makes me say this? The hip and colorful Obama shirts I saw last night paired wonderfully under an America apparel cardigans.
Moving on, I recommend the Gallery Crawl to everybody from Art enthusiasts to people that know very little about art. Is a fabulous way to spend an evening, and could make for a fun date out in the town. Obviously, I wouldn’t now that as a fact, because I did not take a date last night, but you try it out next month and let me know what you think.
Ride the wave.
Jean- Michael Vissepo