ChatterLog Holiday 2011

Sports

Sagittarius, The Centaur

Greetings everyone and welcome to the December “Holiday” bulletin – our last issue for the year 2011. Following on from our secretive sign of Scorpio, this month brings us to the not-so-subtle sign of Sagittarius, half-man and half-horse, also known as the Centaur. Where the Scorpio might not be so vocal, the Sagittarius will surely make up for it – they like the sound of their own voices! And they usually have plenty to say because they are the philosophers of the zodiac and the sign that talks to God! So what’s this month’s theme, you must be asking yourself? Well, not only is this sign connected with philosophy and religion, Sagittarius is literally the “jock” of the zodiac – so continuing on from November and health our theme this month is “Sports.” Sagittarians love to work out and are generally miserable if they don’t have some sort of sporting activity as part of their weekly routine.

The sign of Sagittarius is also known as the Archer, and is often depicted shooting his arrows up towards the heavens – well, Archery is a sport too. I took Archery at High School and it was not that easy, you have to be quite strong to hold a long bow still enough to actually shoot it. Well, we were all pretty useless, no matter how close our teacher moved the targets, so one day he came up with a brilliant plan. We arrived on the playing fields to find he had attached 2 or 3 balloons to each target. As he started to draw faces on each balloon with a Sharpie, we were then instructed to imagine that each balloon was the headmaster, or a teacher who gave us a bad grade, whatever, and it worked! We all really improved that day and burst quite a few of those balloons! Sagittarius is the sign that “sees the bigger picture” – so for those of you who might fail to see the connection (not the coincidence) between Astrology and our everyday lives – listen to this! While my assistant Chelsea and I were preparing this bulletin she told me that not one, but literally three of her friends, and her sister had all recently mentioned either an interest in or current fascination with archery, or that they had been taking archery lessons! And, one of them is a Sagittarius! Now come on people, you just can’t make this stuff up! There’s a reason as to why she/they were drawn to archery – she wasn’t taking swimming lessons, or skiing – she was a Sagittarius taking Archery classes!

Picture from http://www.jonrognerud.com


A few years ago, my friend and I were watching the TV (I can’t imagine how I persuaded him to let me watch gymnastics, but there you go!) and one of the commentators was former Olympic gymnast, Bart Conner. One of them mentioned that a particular gymnast had a birthday (the program was around this time of year), and then Bart Conner piped in saying how strange it was that several of the gymnasts all had birthdays during this time, and what a coincidence? Hate to burst your bubble Bart, but it’s no coincidence! Each sign of the zodiac relates to specific parts of the human body, and by the time we have reached our 9th sign of Sagittarius, we have reached the thighs, which Sagittarius is associated with! And gymnasts need some pretty serious thighs to do what they do, do they not? Consider all athletes, for that matter. So here are a few famous Sagittarian athletes for you, starting with tennis stars Billie Jean King, Monica Seles, Arantxa Sanchez Vicario, Tracy Austin and Chris Evert (that’s a lot of strong thighs working right there!), followed by martial artist Bruce Lee (strong all over), golfer Lee Trevino, ice skaters Randy Gardener and Katarina Witt (more serious thigh action required), gymnasts Alicia Sacramone, Hollie Vise and Cathy Rigby, the 1st American woman to win a medal in World Gymnastics, and who went on to play the role of “Peter Pan” on Broadway, cricketer Ian Botham, basketball legend Larry Bird, baseball stars Joe DiMaggio, Johnny Bench and Ty Cobb, and football stars Dick Butkus, Terrell Owens and Warren Sapp (thighs more like tree trunks in their case!).

© Scott Bell

http://www.scottbellphotography.com/

Continuing on with the subject of thighs, this brings me to another story of my British friend and photographer Steve Brickles, who admirably ran the New York marathon several years in a row. This summer he and the family moved back to England and on the weekend of the marathon this year, I thought about Steve and the fact he wasn’t here and how much I missed him. Little did I know, until I ran into his buddy Phil at one of the Holiday parties that Steve had in fact snuck back in to New York, literally for 2 days, so he could indeed run this year’s marathon – cheeky bugger! Anyway, the point of this story is that Steve is a Sagittarius, he runs marathons and he has big, strong thighs!

As we all know, we are now approaching the end of our calendar year and all of the December “Holidays” including the Winter Solstice, Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa and New Year’s Eve, but I wanted to touch on the very English tradition of celebrating what is known as “Boxing Day” on December 26th, the day after Christmas. Growing up, we didn’t pay much attention as to why it was or what it meant – for us it simply meant that Christmas in the U.K. was essentially always a two-day holiday and that was good enough for us! You may recall back in my summer bulletin on “Food” I touched on our family picnic traditions, one of which was my mother’s famous Boxing Day Picnics. Every year, she would drive to the seaside on Boxing Day, with anyone who wanted to accompany her, to walk on the beach with the dogs (weather permitting but not necessarily always so welcoming in those wild wintry winds atop the cliffs!) and then sit in her little red Mini eating our turkey leftover sandwiches while we watched the waves!

Mum’s red Mini!

But another great tradition back then in the area we lived, and the one I wanted to mention was the local village Boxing Day Field Hockey Match, which was played by a group of usually somewhat inebriated or hung over men, who were mad enough (and probably drunk enough as well) to go out and play in the freezing cold. One year, they were pretty ambitious as there was a lot of snow on the ground following a big blizzard, but they still went out and did their thing even though the hockey ball kept disappearing under several inches, perhaps a few feet of snow where it had drifted! It was hilarious, but hardly “hockey!” Now not everyone plays hockey, there are several other traditional sporting activities on this day. For instance, in England, Scotland and Northern Ireland the leagues all play rugby or soccer matches on Boxing Day and traditionally they are always played against local rivals to avoid traveling too far over the holidays.

In Australia they play cricket, and in England, Horse Racing is another long tradition, which comes as no big surprise really, when you consider that our Sagittarius is the Centaur, half-man, half-horse – he is literally the sign that combines both the horse and jockey. While in some African nations as well as Italy, they hold prize-fighting contests on Boxing Day. When we were growing up, Hunting was still legal, and a Boxing Day Meet was not an uncommon sight if you lived in the countryside, as we did, and as seen by this photo below. And even though Fox Hunting was legally banned in 2004, Boxing Day still remains the most popular day for the Hunt, but now the hounds chase along scented drag trails instead of pursuing live game. Many of the country folk were most upset when the Government banned hunting, because it was deemed as “cruel”, but what the politicians failed to understand is the natural cycle of country life. Fox are considered vermin, and it is necessary for farmers to keep the population down so they don’t eat all their chickens!

Keswick Boxing Day Hunt, Market Square, Cumbria, The Lake District, England 1962

So where does the tradition of celebrating Boxing Day come from, and why Boxing Day, whether it be with drunken hockey games in the snow, sandwiches on the beach, or time-honored sports matches? The tradition of Boxing Day dates back at least to the Middle Ages, when the Lord of the Manor would box up tools and money for the serfs who worked for him. Later on, the tradition turned into giving boxes of food and clothing to the needy. In the U.K. it was a custom for the tradesmen to collect “Christmas Boxes” of money or presents as thanks for a year of good service. This was mentioned in Samuel Pepys’ diary in 1663 and is where we get the tradition of tipping our tradesmen at Christmas-time, such as the super of your building, the UPS delivery guy or perhaps your personal trainer!

And speaking of “boxes of food for the needy,” that brings me to the story of the “Christmas Food Parcels” that my father’s sister-in-law used to send us after my parents had divorced. And so this ancient tradition continued, however, these parcels contained food items that no one, no matter how hungry, would want to eat unless they were really desperate. They contained things like cans of pressed tongue and consommé, but we reckoned a simple case of Heinz baked beans would honestly have been more useful – at least we would have eaten them! It was already degrading enough that she was sending them to us. And then, one Christmas, we received a package with superior items in it, including some booze, so we were way chuffed and opened up the bottle right away. Within days, possibly hours, we received a phone call informing us that we had been given the wrong box and would we please return it immediately – including the sherry! I believe we might have returned the box but it was definitely minus the bottle! My mother wasn’t that stupid!

And Wishing All You Sagittarians A Very Happy Birthday!

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Read more.. Wednesday, December 28th, 2011

ChatterLog Summer 2011

Food


Cancer, the Crab (even though this Medieval illustration looks like a Lobster!)


Crabs – © Renee Comet

http://www.cometphoto.com/

Greetings everyone and welcome to the Summer ChatterBulletin! Some of you might have noticed there was no bulletin last month, and the reason for that is because I put my back out shortly before Memorial Weekend, so sitting and typing at the computer has not exactly been either pleasant or possible for a few weeks. However, I am happy to report that I’m on the mend and getting back to some writing again, but I still have to be careful not to do too much heavy lifting! So since our last bulletin, a lot has happened besides my back going out – North Carolina country crooner Scotty McCreery was crowned winner of American Idol (yeah) and Pittsburgh Steelers wide receiver Hines Ward deservedly took the Dancing with the Stars mirror-ball trophy (another yeah). I watched a lot of television while I lay on my sofa recuperating, and immersed myself quite happily in both the French Open and Wimbledon tennis tournaments. And since our last bulletin, Astrologically we moved from the gardening sign of Taurus into the talkative sign of Gemini, and we reached the longest day of the year and the Summer Solstice on June 21st. And from there, the Season of Summer began and we now find ourselves in the Watery sign of Cancer, the Crab. Last year our Cancer theme was Motherhood & Family – but if you missed it, you can always go back and read it here: http://chatterblog.chatterboxenterprises.com/2010/07/

So not wishing to repeat ourselves, our theme this time reflects another aspect of this zodiacal sign, and that is the stomach or more specifically – what we put in our stomachs! Last month we talked about gardening and the sign of Taurus – the growers of our flowers, fruits and vegetables – so I figured, let’s continue on with the topic and make this month’s theme Food, because the sign of Cancer is the Archetypical Mother, it rules the stomach, and what mother doesn’t continuously fret about feeding her family? It all starts with the breasts and the mother’s milk, and from there it pretty much never ends. Between the shopping and the cooking, let alone the cleaning, a mother’s job is a life of eternal meal planning. Sometimes I am quite glad that I am not a mother because the constant feeding would have driven me crazy! My mother always said that if she were ever to completely lose her marbles, it would be in a supermarket! And in case you hadn’t noticed, it doesn’t really matter how young or old the offspring are, because the feeding frenzy continues even after they’ve left the nest, and the matriarch still wants everyone back home for Thanksgiving and Christmas, does she not? She can’t help herself, and besides, it keeps her feeling “needed” because as a baby, you certainly “needed” her to feed you, but once you grew up and became your own person, she no longer had the same control over your diet or your life. So in order to still feel necessary, they stick with what they know. They can’t change your politics, or whom you choose to marry, but they can certainly coax and cheer you with some of that lovingly home-cooked comfort food that only Mum knows how.

Family Dinner – © Steve Lesnick

http://www.stevelesnick.com/

One of the mother’s functions is to nurture her children, and part of that nurturing is providing food for her family. Cancers are natural homebodies – they’d rather stay home and entertain than go out on the town. They represent “family” so “home” is where they prefer to be, baking cookies. My own mother would always start to fill up the pantry with things she knew I liked as soon as I told her I was coming for a visit. And then, she’d go into complete panic mode and worry about whether or not I still liked apricot jam, or was it blackcurrant, because what I may have liked at some point in my childhood or even last year, might not be the case now, but there were certain staples that were always a sure thing. To start with, we would usually celebrate my arrival with a bottle of champagne and some smoked salmon (no matter what time of day) and as I’m writing this article, not only are we in the sign of Cancer, but it is also Full Moon today (in Capricorn) and the Moon rules Cancer, and yesterday was my mother’s birthday, so I celebrated by putting a major dent into a bottle of bubbly in her honor!

Food was for the most part, a very important factor in our family life. Of course, food is important to every family, but we were given four substantial meals a day (perhaps too substantial by today’s standards) and we ate pretty healthily with virtually no junk food. Back then, we had a large garden and grew some of our own fruits & vegetables. Eating according to the seasons was so much more rewarding – you just can’t beat the taste of those first new potatoes straight from the ground, or the sweet juicy strawberries that are only in season for a couple of months, unlike today where we can now buy anything, including strawberries all year round. Looking back my sister and I wished we’d eaten less, but there you go… And because my father especially loved his food, we weren’t subjected to just plain old English fare (which we know gets a bad rap) and besides the essential bangers & mash and tasty Shepherd’s pies we also ate things like spaghetti Bolognese and home made curries. Our parents liked to entertain and enjoyed hosting, as well as attending mutual dinner parties with their social circle. One particular tradition was of course, the great “British picnic.” I loved picnics, and still do. Nowadays, everyone gets out the BBQ and grilling season is in full swing – aaah, there’s nothing better than dining “al fresco” in the summertime. If there’s one thing I miss by living in the big city, it is having some outdoor space where I can live and eat outside for those summer months! One day, one day…

Corn on the cob – © Steve Lesnick

http://www.stevelesnick.com/

I remember some years ago now I was visiting with my mother and it was my birthday so I requested a picnic. We were a small group, consisting of myself, my mother and my sister and her husband, along with one of my nearest and dearest friends, Rowena, and her two beautiful daughters, Fani & Billie. We walked a long way to one of out favorite spots in the forest and sat down to picnic. We were miles from anywhere and yet somehow, the only other people walking there that day managed to come by right where we were sitting! And then, the funniest part was that my sister had left my birthday cake in the car and she had to trudge all the way back to get it! After our parents had divorced, my sister and I spent our “family holidays” with our mother and Christmas was always particularly difficult in the early years after their split. Mum would drink too much and get very angry and emotional and then she and my sister would usually have a fight. My role was that of “chief carver” of the turkey (neither my sister nor my mother had a clue about how to tackle that assignment – luckily I learned from my father!) and on Boxing Day (the day after Christmas), every year my mother would pack up some sandwiches and we would cram into her little Mini and drive to the sea, no matter what the weather! And, the weather was usually pretty wild and nasty, so we often sat in the car watching the big gray waves from the cliff-tops while we munched on our turkey leftover sandwiches.

Birthday picnic, 1997 (?)

As I mentioned, the sign of Cancer rules over the stomach and many of them love to cook or become chefs, such as Wolfgang Puck, who was born on July 9th. And yet, ironically, my own mother, born on July 14th, was not exactly in love with cooking herself, and was instead totally intimidated by our father when it came to culinary affairs and matters of the kitchen. He came from a food-obsessed family who would constantly discuss whether the roast beef from Sunday lunch had been rare enough or if the string beans were too stringy! So no matter what my mother was making, he would always come and poke his nose in and interfere and tell her “this needed more salt” or “that was overdone.” This led to much insecurity on her part and a few failed attempts at “a lovely dinner!” When our father died last year, we talked about his gourmet approach to food and wine in his eulogy, and told a favorite story of ours which went something like this… “One evening our mother offered up a piece of fish for him [our father] to smell so as to ensure it was fresh enough for supper. Dad immediately rushed out into the garden and threw up into the privet hedge, [he may have loved his food but he threw up at the mere drop of a smelly fish] which pretty much gave her the answer!

Our mother may not have particularly loved to cook, but she certainly enjoyed entertaining and took great delight in nurturing her guests without necessarily having to be a Cordon Bleu chef herself. When she died in 2009, my sister and I wrote this as part of her funeral address, which captures not only her essence but also beautifully illustrates the character of a Cancer. “Mum was born under the nurturing zodiac sign of Cancer, therefore home and family were most important to her. She was a brilliant listener and always had an ear for your troubles, which is why many people, young and old, would all gravitate to her cottage to pour out their hearts while she poured out the drinks! She always had something to eat or drink on hand and once she knew you, she took great pleasure in producing whatever it was you liked, whether it was Battenberg cake for Roly, beer for Andy, or bonios [dog biscuits] for the many assorted canines that came through her house. Whether it was a joint of roast lamb for Sunday lunch, or three lamb chops that had to be miraculously shared by four people, she made you feel well taken care of. She lived in her cottage in North Poulner for close to 40 years and her home was truly her castle. I fondly remember the years when we experienced power cuts and had to figure out how to cook supper over the wood fire and then played endless games of scrabble by candlelight.”

In closing, it wasn’t until later on, after our parents had divorced, that Mum started to enjoy cooking, just a little bit. But honestly, she wasn’t all that bothered and she really couldn’t understand what all the fuss and constant discussion about food was. “Besides,” she would say, “It all turns to sh*t anyway!” She had a point…

Read more.. Sunday, July 31st, 2011

ChatterArtists Summer 2011

So naturally with this month’s theme being Food we are showing you photographers who shoot food & beverages this month!

David Bishop

I first met David Bishop a few years ago at an APA portfolio review event and he is currently represented by my pals at Watson & Spierman. David has a bright, bold style, which lends itself beautifully to food and beverage photography. He has been shooting for over 25 years and maintains a food studio in Chicago as well as his home base, New York. David says, “Light uniquely controls the viewer’s eye to focus on whatever is the product’s universal appeal. Manipulating it requires experience and patience for the complex series of methods that relies on problem-solving one step at a time. Over the years, my clients consistently express the same goals of appetite appeal, approachability, dimension, texture and maintaining the food as hero.”

Kumamoto Oysters – © David Bishop

http://www.dbishop.net/

http://wswcreative.com/

Adriana Mullen

Adriana first came to me as a client about three years ago and we instantly had a special bond. She is passionate and funny and shoots beautiful, mouth-watering imagery that makes you want to lick the computer screen. Adriana is also a talented food stylist and since we first met, she has continued to work hard on refining her photographic skills. The results speak for themselves, so be sure to check out her website! Preferring to shoot in natural light, her Sardinian roots simply ooze through her images. I love her!

Raspberry Tart – © Adriana Mullen

http://www.adrianamullenphotography.com/

Iain Bagwell

I am really excited to include food photographer, friend and fellow Brit, Iain Bagwell this month. We first met at an industry event in Florida, even though he is based in Atlanta and I in New York, and he subsequently became a client as well as a friend. A few years ago now, I remember fondly we spent a frantic few days setting up appointments for him with NYC photo editors, and to enhance the “British” theme, he took a sumptuous cream tea plate to each of his appointments! We found miniature pots of strawberry jam and jars of real clotted cream but I confess, I didn’t make the scones myself, I picked them up every morning from “Tea & Sympathy!” Anyway, he’s come a long way since then and has an audacious, bold new website, so be sure to check it out.

Paella – © Iain Bagwell

http://www.iainbagwell.com/

http://www.etccreativeinc.com/

http://www.quitzenelson.com/

Matthew Klein

Matthew and I first met when he participated on one of my early panels for APA New York called “Creativity + Commerce.” Matthew specializes in food photography for advertising and packaging. Whether it’s breakfast, lunch or dinner, from the fresh, raw ingredients to the delicious cooked meal, Matthew does it all. I chose this particular image of the Potatoes au Gratin because it is one of my absolute favorite things to both cook and eat and something that my Mum and I made often through the years.

Potatoes au Gratin – © Matthew Klein

http://www.matthewklein.com/

Renee Comet

There is an undeniably feminine quality to Renee’s work and I have always appreciated her choice of color palettes and her sense of “series” within her imagery. We met a few years back when I was first presenting one of my events for the Washington, DC Chapter of APA, of which she was the Treasurer. In fact, I have made several really good friends from my time spent with the DC Chapter – they’re a great group down there! It was tough to select just one image, but for this bulletin, we chose this crispy, crunchy, summery-looking salad (plus I’m a big “beet” fan too!).

Beet & Tomato Salad – © Renee Comet

http://www.cometphoto.com/

Shannon & Colleen Graham

Now, if you’re going to eat, then you might also want a drink, right? So I thought it would be fun to show you some recent new clients of mine Shannon & Colleen Graham who, although they don’t shoot a whole lot of food, they do however shoot many beverages, and in particular – cocktails! I have really enjoyed working with this husband and wife duo and I particularly loved their niche specialty – cocktails – so we decided to create a 2nd website just for that. Not only are they both photographers and run a full studio in Cedar Falls, Iowa, Colleen is also a “mixologist” which comes in real handy…

Crusoe Spiced Rum Mojito – © Cocktail Images by S & C Graham

http://www.cocktailimages.com/

http://www.scgrahamfoto.com/

StockFood

Once in a while we like to “mix” things up, so I thought I would also feature a stock agency this month, and naturally one that specializes in food photography. I first met these guys at PictureHouse (which is now Visual Connections), an annual event/trade show for stock photography providers. I see them there every year and in fact, I still have my StockFoodwooden spoon from them, which was their fun “giveaway” one year. From the website:“Founded by Pete A. Eising in Munich in 1979, StockFood has specialized in the area of food from the very beginning. Over the years a unique image archive has been built up, unrivalled worldwide in its comprehensive coverage of the subject of food. In addition to the Munich headquarters, StockFood America, Inc. was founded in 1995 in Kennebunk, Maine (USA) and in London in 2007.

© StockFood/Klaus Arras

http://usa.stockfood.com/

StockFood Ltd. (UK)

Read more.. Sunday, July 31st, 2011

ChatterLog November 2009

Greetings everyone and welcome to the November Chatterbulletin! During the month of November, we celebrate the Thanksgiving Holiday, so I decided to make this month’s theme “being thankful.”

Being Thankful


1923 Hupa Indian, by Edward Curtis

Before we talk about being thankful – let’s just talk about Thanksgiving Day for a minute. In one way, it is one of my favorite American holidays, because it is not attached to anything religious – it centers round the family, people coming together and eating a lot of good food! However, do you really know where and how this holiday originates? The story goes that in the Autumn of 1621, after arriving in Plymouth, Massachusetts, the Mayflower Pilgrims put together a feast and broke bread with their Native American neighbors who were celebrating Keepunumuk, the “time of the harvest.” That was before they took away their land, of course.

Other versions followed, but the day was not officially made into a National Holiday until 1863. At that point America was in the midst of a Civil war, and President Abraham Lincoln decided a national day of thanks would boost everyone’s morale. However, in the midst of the Indian Wars, it seemed inconceivable to recreate those early images of Native American Indians and early, white settlers breaking bread together. So what happened? The Pilgrims “settled” by fiercely fighting these indigenous tribes, and brutally killing their people and taking their land. In exchange, they were herded in “reservations” and given the bible and alcoholism, amongst other things, as compensation for all that had been taken away from them. And then these new Americans built their “great nation” giving thanks annually over a roast turkey, sweet potatoes and pumpkin pie, whilst the Indians… what did they have to be thankful for? Oh yes, the casino and gaming industry…

So with that thought in mind, while you enjoy the football games and munch on that second slice of pie, take a moment to recognize and be thankful for your heritage and for those who suffered for our success and prosperity. We need to be thankful for all of the little things that we take for granted, every single day, not just on Thanksgiving Day. The fact we have a roof over our head, food in the refrigerator, and hopefully good health. Maybe a job opportunity came through… and if it didn’t, then there is something else to be thankful for, there always is. It may not always be easy to see the glass half-full, because it does look very much like the glass that is half-empty. Once again, it goes back to our “attitude” and what we make of each moment of every day. Tomorrow is not promised to us, so be thankful while you can. And speaking of “heritage” – notice the image we selected of the Hupa Indian, is by the wonderful and celebrated photographer, Edward Curtis, and we share the same last name!

Not wanting to abandon the idea of eating around the Holidays, this month we are featuring some of our food photographers, using “seasonal images.” First up is Kurt Wilson, with his beautiful still life of “gourds.” Next we have Adriana Mullen with one of my favorites, “cranberries,” followed by Mira Zaki, and her festive basket of “corn.”

Read more.. Wednesday, November 4th, 2009