jetheriot
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
this holy clear blue candy
TO A CHILD whose eyeballs still wobble and glow like a pair of loose glass marbles, each day is a felt kaleidoscope circulating luminous gemstones that shower his vision as they tumble with glimpses of genuine wonder and wonder’s eternal reflections.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
a fondness for things that are headless
photo: jetheriot
Went to Uncle Allen's shed with my mom to see if I could find some old chairs to use for my exhibition and found something far, far better: the head of an old plastic rocking horse with the big wooden dowel -- what a kid would hold onto while riding -- still stuck through its ears. Then later, the headless body of the horse.
Monday, January 17, 2011
z'oreilles de cochon
photo: jetheriot
Z'oreilles de cochon ("pig ears") are a type of pastry popular in Catahoula, Louisiana. Originally, the dough was cut into strips which were crimped in the middle with tongs when they were placed in frying oil, giving the pastries a shape reminiscent of the folded-over ear of a pig. Refinements to the process were made and today the dough is cut into circles and stretched to the size of a plate before frying. As it fries, it may be gently crimped and twisted with tongs. This produces a thin, crispy pastry with thick, chewy edges and pillowy folds of fried dough in the center. After frying, the pastry is drizzled with cane syrup, topped with chopped pecans and eaten as soon as possible.
These photographs were taken as over one thousand circles of dough were prepared for the Church Fair in Catahoula which was held on the last weekend in April, 2009. This tradition has been going strong for over thirty years.
These photographs were taken as over one thousand circles of dough were prepared for the Church Fair in Catahoula which was held on the last weekend in April, 2009. This tradition has been going strong for over thirty years.
rubber and glue
I asked the rabbi if it was wrong to kill a praying mantis. The day before, I had scooped up a giant praying mantis – a truly amazing specimen – into a zippable plastic bag so that it would die slowly of suffocation. I thought its carcass might make a fine decoration laid diagonally across a bible or sitting on the keys of a rusty typewriter, so I hunted it down and captured it. I figured people swat mosquitoes all the time – no problem. Is one insect higher than another?
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
the hide-and-go-seek massacre by jude theriot, grade 5
19th century wood block engraving
It was a rainy and lonely Saturday morning. My brother was away at camp Sha-kah-nah-kee. Julie, our babysitter, was scurrying about the kitchen trying to make something for lunch. I was throwing the ball up and down since I didn’t have anything to do. Julie asked, “What would you like on your hamburger?”
Monday, January 10, 2011
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
neutral gray
photo: jetheriot
When I tweezed the nipple off, I had no idea it was a nipple – I thought it was a tiny crusted tongue of gray oil paint emerging from the tip of the tube. The tone of the gray disappointed me. It was blacker than I had expected. I squeezed my tweezers so hard around the nipple, I popped it right off of the tube and sent it rolling onto the floor: so much for the crusted paint theory. Turns out, it was a small rubber nipple made to sit on the mouth of the tube to keep the paint inside fresh. Also, I suppose, to keep the paint from squirting out prematurely. Surprise! The paint was gray after all – the gray I had expected – and still fluid, reversing my disappointment.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
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