One for Grandpa.

This is a picture of my grandpa:

My Grandpa O. was my wise old owl. All of these creatures I’ve drawn and painted are based on real people. Here’s my grandpa with my brother –>

After carrying it around with him for 91 years, the body I had drawn him in wasn’t working for him any more and so that wise old owl decided to fly away from it. It is sad to see him leave, but he had been nesting with another for 58 years. That beautiful other bird had flown away from her body 4 years ago and, well, birds of a feather flock together, you know. To see half of a flock miss the other half so much is a very sad thing. So the happy part is that He doesn’t have to miss Her anymore.

And parts of each of them will live on here with me, because:

 

I have history coursing through my veins;
the collection of stories
that make us.

Each one of us is a link between those who came before us
and those who are not yet here.
The poetry of life is such that,
as one goes out,
another comes in;
a great grandfather leaves a body that he didn’t need any more
and a great granddaughter celebrates her first birthday.
Life begets life.
It is a small and perfect window of opportunity
to shower each other with gifts.

No one is ever really gone so long as someone remembers;
someone looks down at their own hands – the delicate flesh surging with life, so close beneath the surface – and knows where it came from;
knows
who is living on inside.

And we can make changes along the way
so that we can do right by our DNA.

My life is an opportunity to honour a wonderful man:
a storyteller; a corny joke maker; a toilet-plunger-waiving music conductor (true story); an adoring husband; a loving father; an entertaining and inspiring grandfather; a delighted great grandfather.
Everyone so touched
by the gifts of another
is a lucky someone.
And lucky again
every time over
for each loving person
in that someone’s life.

We have a lifetime of gifts to celebrate
and we have each other to do it with
and we
all have history
in our veins.

I love you, Grandpa. Thank you.

MadRabbitArt.com is lookin’ sharp.

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My main art website finally has something on the main page: thanks to Granola Bear that big white space has been filled. Click here to check out my website where you can see proper galleries of my artwork and, if you haven’t seen it yet (or want to watch it again), the music video for You’re Not Beautiful by Granola Bear, featuring me making food art.

GRANOLA BEAR!!!

My friend Jay is a… geez, I don’t even know how to describe what he does. He’s a thinker, an artist, a designer, innovater, researcher, philosopher, and all ’round cool cat with the enthusiasm and delight for life of a 10-year-old. I’m rather fond of the fellow, if you’re not sure. This man is a walking party and fountain of ideas. Totally inspiring. So when we get to work on something together, I am always thrilled.

I’ve done some album art for Jay in the past, and a while ago he asked me to make some art for his newest musical creation: a digital release called Granola Bear.

He asked what he thought I might make for him. Well. Of course I had to make him a bear out of granola! OBVIOUSLY!

So I made granola. A lot of it.

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Here we have raw sprouted buckwheat granola, maple oat granola, some flavoured with ginger, some with orange, some over-cooked, some slightly under-cooked…. Lots of kinds with different shades, and various nuts, seeds and dried fruit. Mm mmm delicious.

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I brought all this down to the floor with me on a big bed sheet, put on some of Jay’s tunes, and started laying it out. I did a little drawing in marker that I kept nearby (to have something to refer to) and, basked in the delicious smell of granola, a bear slowly emerged.

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Ta da!

Wanna see the steps? Here’s how he came to liiiiiife:

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Snack break! Mmm, granola bear is damn tasty.

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Beep!

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The above is a bear eye! (the centre is a sun-dried organic apricot)

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Granola Bear does not end here – neither Jay’s album or it’s celebratory actual granola bear. There’s more to come from this friendly pile of granola, and of course Jay is always creating. Stay tuned… and check out Granola Bear on Facebook too!

Excuse him please, but he has the sun in him, you see, and he just has to explode.

I adore Charles Bukowski. His work was first described to me as “honest vulgarity.” He was a drunk, and wrote often about that, but he had such a way with words, and so much passion. I think he was brilliant, and there is some fierce beauty in his stories. He is unblinking in his convictions about the value of art, and would create in such a mad fever of necessity that I am I can’t help but feel some of the heat cast off from his words. The man is an inspiration. He says, “The way to create art is to burn and destroy ordinary concepts and to substitute them with new truths that run down from the top of the head and out from the heart.”

Heck yes.

So today, because I like you, I want to share with you one of his poems about making art.

so you want to be a writer?

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don’t do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen
or hunched over your
typewriter searching for words,
don’t do it.
if you’re doing it for money or
fame, don’t do it.
if you’re doing it because you want
women in your bed,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit there and
rewrite it again and again,
don’t do it.
if it’s hard work just thinking about doing it,
don’t do it.
if you’re trying to write like somebody else,
forget about it.

if you have to wait for it to roar out of
you,
then wait patiently.
if it never does roar out of you,
do something else.
if you have to read it to your wife
or your girlfriend or your boyfriend
or your parents or to anybody at all,
you’re not ready.

don’t be like so many writers,
don’t be like so many thousands of
people who call themselves writers,
don’t be dull and boring and
pretentious, don’t be consumed with self-love.
the libraries of the world have
yawned themselves to
sleep over your kind.
don’t add to that.
don’t do it.
unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would
drive you to madness or
suicide or murder,
don’t do it.
unless the sun inside you is
burning your gut,
don’t do it.

when it is truly time,
and if you have been chosen,
it will do it by
itself and it will keep on doing it
until you die or it dies in
you.
there is no other way.
and there never was.

-charles bukowski

I love this: the fire in it, the helpless urgency of it. The rawness. How unapologetic he is for what comes out of him. Creating is just as life-sustaining as eating and sleeping. He has the sun inside of him, and he MUST let it out.  Whatever is weird in you is what makes you interesting, so USE IT.

Let your freak flag fly!

Love to you, beautiful freaks.

SMELL THAT AIR!

Have you smelled The Outside yet today?

sniff sniff.

It’s starting to smell like… SPRING!

I went hiking on Sunday and was inspired: look at what followed me home!

How did so many of those get in my pockets? Ahem.

Aren’t they delightful? I love that pinecones mimic the shape of what their seeds will become. They’re just like little upside-down trees!

Thank you trees, for the inspiration bundled up in these beautiful little power bombs: promises of trees yet to come.

I love these little things in the next picture – they look so amazing! They look soft and fierce at the same time: a delicate cocoon shielded in small spikes. Inside is a loofa-like sponge, and curling tendrils of dried vines dance from its stem. Anyone know what they are?

Which way to the pines?

Oh, thanks.

Happy trails, spring-time revellers!

Gluten-free cookies: a post for everyone, inspired by Tori and Trevor.

So. Funny thing. Cute funny thing. My bro is a brilliant digital designer (web and print), and he made my webpage for me. When he set it up, he threw in a little blurb that would appear after the site name whenever it comes up in a search engine. He insists that I wrote it and that I’m remembering wrong. But I recall discovering it weeks after he built the site, and laughing about it. Here’s what it says:

He thinks I have a soggy brain and am remembering it all wrong, but I’m convinced he wrote it. Maybe I’m nutty – that’s not being disputed. But anyway, the point is that this is a pretty cute little description, whoever wrote it. A friend googled me recently and found it, got excited for some good gluten-free cookies, looked around my site, and could find nothing to do with them. Wuh-oh! Something must be done!!

I thought I’d send her some recipes just for fun, but then decided that it would be even better to share them with everyone. Gluten-free cookies for all!

But before I give some recipes, I must tell you: you don’t need a special gluten-free recipe. Here’s what to do:

You can take any recipe you like and switch the flours to make it gluten-free. There’s a lot of gluten in wheat, the most commonly used grain, and this is partly why it is so commonly used: gluten is sticky and helps the food hold together. This is also one of the reasons it causes so many health problems: gluten is sticky, and it’s like glue in your intestines! Because gluten-free grains are therefore not so sticky, foods tend to be crumbly if made with a single gluten-free flour. I always get the best results when I blend 3 different types of flour together. You can try it with just 2 different kinds, or even 4 if you want… just play!

So if a recipe calls for 3 cups of all-purpose flour, instead try something like 1 cup brown rice flour, 1 cup chickpea flour and 1 cup quinoa flour. Easy peasy!

Here are some gluten-free flour options:

  • Quinoa (light)
  • Brown rice (light)
  • Millet (light)
  • Amaranth (light)
  • Chickpea (medium)
  • Buckwheat (heavy) *note: this is a grain with a name that confuses many, and is actually NOT related to wheat
  • Hemp (heavy)
  • Coconut (very heavy)

I wrote “light” or “heavy” after each one because if you combine 3 heavy flours, you will end up with a very dense, heavy baked good. Unless I specifically want to make something very light, I like to use an approximate balance of light and heavy flours. In my favourite muffin recipe which calls for 3 cups of flour, I typically use 1 cup buckwheat, 1 cup millet, and 1 cup either brown rice or amaranth.

Another great tip: throw whole grain “old-fashioned” oat flakes in a coffee grinder for fresh, more nutritious flour. Oats are NOT GLUTEN-FREE but contain very, very little gluten and are much better tolerated than other gluten-containing grains. Unless you have a true gluten intolerance (celiac) or allergy, oat flour is worth a try too.

Hopefully that’s enough information to help you tweak the favourite recipes that you probably already have. It’s a way to make baked goods a little better for you whether you are gluten-sensitive or not.

Here are a couple of my favourite gluten-free cookie recipes:

Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies
-a Candace-creation

¾ cup organic peanut butter
1/3 cup melted coconut oil
½ cup sucanat
½ tsp green stevia powder
3 tbsp almond milk
1 tbsp whole vanilla bean powder
½ a banana, or 2 tbsp ground flax seeds mixed with 4 tbsp water
1 cup amaranth flour
1 cup millet flour
1 tsp baking soda
a pinch of sea salt
½ cup dark chocolate chips

  • Cream the peanut butter and melted coconut oil together.
  • Stir in the sucanat, stevia and vanilla.
  • If using, mash the banana in a separate bowl and add to the mixture. Otherwise, combine the flax and water separately dump it in with the rest.
  • Stir in almond milk until smooth.
  • Slowly add dry ingredients, a bit at a time until well mixed.
  • If batter seems too dry/crumbly, add more almond milk, 1 tsp at a time, until creamy and holds together.
  • Stir in chocolate chips last.
  • Blob spoonfuls onto a cookie sheet about 2 inches apart. Flatten each slightly with a fork.
  • Bake at 375° F for 7-8 minutes.

I make this differently every time and there is no solid recipe for it – I made up this version as I typed just now, so this exact recipe has never been made, but I think this is essentially what I do…. Anyway, they are really yummy.

Eva’s Choice Chocolate Chip Cookies
-this one is from the wonderful Eva Cabaca, CNP, RNCP: a teacher of mine. It can be found in her cookbook “Earthly & Divine” which, upon my purchasing of it, immediately became my favourite cookbook.

Wet ingredients:
1/3 cup unrefined coconut oil
¾ cup apple sauce
¼ cup maple syrup
5 drops stevia extract (I use ¼ tsp green stevia powder)
1 pinch Celtic sea salt or Himalayan rock salt

Dry ingredients:
½ cup rice flour
½ cup buckwheat flour
½ cup quinoa flour
½ tsp baking soda
½ cup organic chocolate chips
½ cup pecan halves, chopped
½ cup frozen wild blueberries

  • Preheat the oven to 300° F. Grease a large cookie sheet with coconut butter or coconut oil.
  • Soften the coconut oil in a medium heat-proof bowl in the oven. Add the apple sauce, maple syrup, stevia, vanilla extract and salt, and cream together with a wooden spoon until smooth.
  • Grind the buckwheat flour yourself in a coffee grinder or blender. Store-bought buckwheat flour is too fine and produces a “muddy” texture. Measure all three flour types into a large mixing bowl and mix thoroughly with the baking soda.
  • Add chocolate chips and chopped pecans into the flour.
  • Add the wet to the dry ingredients and mix quickly with broad strokes.
  • Stir in the frozen blueberries with a few quick strokes, trying not to release the colour into the dough, or your cookies will turn blue!
  • Drop by tablespoonfuls onto the greased cookie sheet. Improve the shapes with your fingers or with a spoon, if necessary.
  • Bake for 20-25 minutes, or until tops and bottoms are slightly browned.
  • Let cool on the sheet until firm, and transfer onto a cooling rack.

For more recipes, gluten-free stuff, holistic health info and whatever else, check out my new business here: thefeelgoodfoodies.com – there’s not much on the site yet but lots to come, and you can read about what I’m up to and can hire me to come over and make cookies with you and your friends sometime. Just sayin’.

Usually this isn’t exactly relevant so I probably won’t mention my other life as a nutritionist again on here, but this was my chance! Mad Rabbit Art: fine art by Candace Osborne Bell, mixed media, illustrations and gluten free cookies. Sounds good to me!

I’d rather sit in the sun than waste my time on the nasties.

Good morning, day dreamers!

It has occurred to me that I have not yet shown you the new piece I did for the People We’ve Been show (which is still on, by the way!). She’s big and she’s another “Girls Can Be Nasty” piece (I like the combo of these three characters, and the story they instantly create).

In this one it looks to me like they are getting ready to go out to a party, and the one in the middle has not dressed up to the others’ liking, or maybe is not ready to go and is keeping the others waiting. Or maybe they’re at the party already and just picking on this unfortunate bunny girl. But the outer two don’t have their shoes on, so I think they’re still getting ready to go out. I wanted the background to be messy and fun and pink – sort of like a stereotypically “girly” party was vomited onto the backdrop. Hah!

I think people are lovely, and certainly we are capable of stunning selflessness and generosity, as well as committing atrocious monstrosities, but boys and girls tend to be nasty to others of their own gender in fairly distinct ways. The psychological warfare of little girls is nasty indeed and intriguing to me (but not TOO intriguing – I’m not interested in getting caught up in that elementary school drama again!). Some people I guess don’t grow out of it, and seeing these adults acting as nasty children makes me laugh in a way. It’s sad, but it’s silly too, and such a waste. There is so much beauty right in front of us all the time, and that’s what I want to put my energy into, to soak myself in and get lost in. Speaking of which…

It’s like spring out there, can you believe it?! I’m writing this in the sun, next to my passed out jungle cat, who knows all about the simple pleasures of life and takes advantage every opportunity she can. What an inspiration! Two happy cats in the sun, we are, and right now this is all I need.

A smile for Kurt as I say out loud: if this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.