Mid-week Musings

The response to the Mirror Ball Blog Hop has been stupendous, and it's only 3 days into my post. On the first day you MBD Wanna-bes (LOL!) showed support with 189 hits and 11 comments on the first day alone.

This Saturday I shall introduce our first MBD Enthusiast, Jamie Mueller, who will post her creations for us. Yes, plural - creations! But in the meantime, some things that have taken place in the interim.

For a few weeks now I have been throwing out peeks at what I was doing for my pieces for the Art of Trash Maui - Trashion Show. The event was this past Friday evening, to kick off the opening of the Art of Trash Maui exhibit. I'll post more links to the Facebook page and the YouTube video when they are finished. In the meantime....

Also check out the Facebook page! It has a photo gallery of more of my pictures.


   

This is Tina. 

She's one of the coordinators of the event. Her outfit was made of (what I believe to be...) a Teflon ironing board cover and chain mail made from soda can tabs. This was wonderful as it was slinky, shiny and her skirt made whispery-tinkly sounds as she walked.

Students from one of the local middle schools wearing their trash creations

A couple of group shots before the event commenced

UPCYCLED IN WONDERLAND

                                                                                                                       

Paula my model.

Her dress skirt is made from a Styrofoam packing sheet. The waist is Styrofoam packing sheet and plastic packaging cut into strips and knit.
Her hat is layered plastic mesh onion bags and her flower a spray paint can and detergent top. Her glove is Styrofoam mesh that protects fruit.

             Ira is wearing board shorts made from reusable shopping bags, a cap of stripped and knit plastic bulk packaging and a soda can tab chain and computer circuitry necklace.

Wigs from pool noodles and a dress made from cat food bags and mattress covering

And now... I am sure many have been privy to this but as one who grew up in the suburbs and then lived a 15 year stint in NYC, I hadn't been exposed to this.

Free range chickens run the property where I live, on a daily basis. They make noises - crowing, cooing, clucking - sounds which I have become accustomed to and have become part of my psyche. I am in tune with the volume, proximity and regularity of it all.

And the irregularity. As in a hen and her chicks. They are like a traveling circus coming to town - melodically hearolding  their approach, when they are roaming out and about...

So, one day as I was going about my business I heard the hen and her chicks' approach. Nothing seemed amiss until I realized all was quiet. I could tell, by the direction of their last sounds, what window to peer out to see the group. What follows is what I witnessed upon discovering the silence, and then waiting patiently with my eye to the view finder of my camera...

It was like watching a pinata bursting open and the contents spilling out.

And just a bit of food...

(Clockwise from top) 

A salad of seeded and peeled local cucumbers, Kalamata olives, sweet Maui onions, Kula tomatoes, feta and a splash of balsamic vinegar and virgin olive oil; grilled kebobs of chicken, red and green peppers, yellow crook-neck squash and sweet Maui onion; Spinach pie; cucumber-yogurt sauce.

Marinade for kebobs

I am sure this would work well with beef and lamb, and a fleshy, firm white fish as it did with the chicken.

1/2 cup olive oil
1/4 cup freshly squeezed lemon juice
2 cloves garlic, minced
2 tablespoons Dijon mustard
2 tablespoons dried oregano
1 tablespoon chopped fresh thyme leave or 1 teaspoon dried thyme
2 tablespoons chopped fresh parsley
1 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
1 tablespoon chopped fresh rosemary or 1 teaspoon dried rosemary

Mix all marinade ingredients and pour Into a zip lock bag over the meat and vegetables. Zip the bag closed and shake to coat the contents well. Marinate for 4 - 24 hours,  then broil or grill to desired doneness. The marinade is a bit thick and very flavorful.