Place Chia-Cavity near
sunlight, and watch it grow. Ch-ch-ch-chia!!
You will soon have a lush garden. If you are lucky, flowers will
grow and attract 70's era ceramic animals.
It looks like the the
Melon Mousse ate the Chilled Celery Log and is throwing up.
I don't know what it is.
All I know is that the day before yesterday it looked really
It's really mackerel.
The clues are few but succinct. This pate tells a little story,
a romp through the gender issues of the 70's about femininity,
good housekeeping, mythology and cultural history. You don't
need a background in philosophy or cooking to understand the
objective and very physical issues this item represents. These
recipes in the series Classical Adaptations are merely a good
American housewife's common sense reassemblages, responses to
the overprocessed "Cuisine" gaining popularity in 1974.
They are a subtle and discerning rejection of the anti-American
world view beginning to take over the food industry at that time.
The external capitalistic forces fossilized in shaping this pate
assert a feminist imperialism of conflated sensorineurality.
First, the pate itself
"en masque" signifies a disguise, a silencing, a hidden
women's history. The pate appears to be encased in and exuding
mud and therefore a discrete confutation of The White Goddess.
The obvious earthiness of the objects, the daisies, the pig,
the radishes, the mud brown color of the pate mound (contrasting
with the celestial blue background) express an objective truth
that CUISINE tries to disguise: food grows in dirt. The Garden
of Eden grew in dirt. Little Yellow Pig says wake up and smell
the daisies why don't ya!
Second: sorry, but Liver
Pate en Masque is not about your personal subjective reality,
whether you like liver or not. This is no imitation of food.
You will experience direct contact with the physical world when
eating this dish. Liver Pate wholly defies the primacy of visual
culture, it's very unappeallingness, its squat peasant ugliness,
challenges your feelings of moral superiority.
It is indeed a "Resurgence
of the Real" (Charlene Spretnek), a freedom in nature that
allows us a deep engagement with The Real and the ability to
embrace a "ecological cosmology."
The very generality of
the pig's gender (flowers = girl or gay?), the pate's passivity,
inertia utterly demobilizes motion, denies narrative and defies
It is in fact a Trojan Horse of a pate, it's livery exterior
hiding the mackerel enemy within.
all know in the sixties and seventies records sometimes had differnt
album covers (ie Beatles, Lynyrd Skynyrd etc).
this is obviously the Cover Pink Floyd was going to use for its
"Animal" album cover before the censors deemed it too
disturbing. It even includes a daisy chain as a backdrop. Hmmm...
Radish Fisting? Oh Rhonda,
Oh Phil, we just knew you would come around.
Let's sing a song! Everyone
together now! Follow the bouncing ball!!
"Nothing goes with dai-sies and pars-ley
Like rad-i-shes and liiiiiiiii-verrrrr!
Poke the shin-ing brown mass with your fing-er
And watch its sur-face shiiiiiiii-verrrrr!"
Note: I didn't
include any last names for privacy reasons and sometimes your
email address was the only name information I had, so
I hope you know who you are.