Archive for March, 2010

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We’re omnivores. I know that many people interested in food ethics and sustainability choose to be vegetarians or vegans; but we made the conscious decision to continue eating dairy, meat and fish. Developing and keeping habits that support our Responsible Meat ethic is the most difficult part of living the way we do, and probably required the most research to get started. Since we moved to the Pacific Northwest, though, this has become a whole lot easier.

Here is the big secret to why we can go six to eight weeks between shopping trips: we get our milk and butter delivered. We buy organic milk from Smith Brothers Farms, located 20 miles away in Kent, WA. Not only is their milk delivered every week, but we don’t pay for delivery! Because their milk is only available by delivery (you can’t get it at a store), we only pay for the milk itself ($3.99 for a half-gallon; comparable or a little less than organic cartons at the store). And we don’t have to drive to the store every week to buy it. That’s a pretty good deal, if you ask me.

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We’re very lucky to have milk delivery available here, and I know it’s not something that exists everywhere. It seems, though, to be making a comeback around the country; a quick Google search turned up milk delivery options in 30 states, and many of them are listed here.

The demand for local, organic, family farm-raised meat seems to be increasing as well. Many farmers markets (including the St. Paul market we patronized when we lived in Minnesota) have meat stalls, and plenty of independent farms have shops on the premises.

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We buy our meat from The Meat Shop of Tacoma, a certified organic farm just a few miles south of town. The Meat Shop is the oldest USDA Certified Organic meat shop in the country, and has been run by the Markholt family since it opened in 1963.

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So as to minimize our trips to the farm, we buy meat every three to four months, and store it in the freezer. This is our most recent haul—yes, that’s a lot of meat on that table, but that’s four months’ worth. We eat on average about 1.5 pounds of meat per person, per week (that’s the pre-cooked weight, including bones, skin, and other inedible stuff; it’s about a pound a week of edible, cooked meat).

When we did the math that seemed like an awful lot, so I tried to compare that to the average American’s meat intake. I tell you what, it sure was hard to find that data—at least from a reliable source. I finally unearthed a spreadsheet from the USDA Economic Research Service website, and it listed the average per-capita consumption of retail (that is, the meat right out of the store—before cooking, boning, skinning, etc.—that’s comparable to what we buy) beef, veal, pork, lamb and chicken in the United States was 198.3 pounds in 2008. That’s 3.8 pounds of meat per person, per week, or just over half a pound a day. It took me several minutes and 5 recalculations to believe that number could possibly be true.

Now I’ll admit: organic happy meat is more expensive than the conventional stuff—sometimes considerably more. But between eating less than the half the amount of meat of the average American, saving the pricier cuts for very rare occasions, and our other shopping habits, our total annual grocery spending comes out just about even. And besides, we like being able to shop directly from the farmer, rather than having half of that money go to the grocery stores in the middle of the chain.

Anyway, nevermind the ethical/environmental/health reasons—the Meat Shop’s nitrate-free ham is hands-down the best dang hunk of meat I have ever tasted. I’m salivating now, just thinking about it.

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Seafood, on the other hand, is a whole different conundrum. I grew up around fish—I even have fishermen and fishmongers in my New England family—so seafood is a must-have for me. Since we live so close to sea water we don’t so much have to worry about the price of fish (it’s cheap!), but the sustainability of seafood is an issue that confronts us daily.

It’s not enough that we shop at a local fish market (that’s Northern Fish above; this is their 98th year that they’ve been owned by the same family, and they’re located just blocks from our house. It doesn’t get any more local than that)—our main concern is avoiding species that are overfished, illegally caught, or unsustainably farmed. The Monterey Bay Aquarium has an excellent consumer guide called Seafood Watch, which analyzes nearly every edible fish species and gives recommendations on which to buy and which to avoid. This unfortunately precludes some of my old preferences (including Unagi, the broiled eel dish I always ordered at Japanese restaurants), but learning more about the alternatives to overfishing have led me to discover new loves.

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My new favorite, and a purchase we make regularly: Dungeness crab. It’s local, it’s been well-managed for over fifty years, and it’s one of the tastiest delights I can think of (even better than my beloved New England lobsta, in my humble opinion).

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Finally, eggs. To be honest, eggs have always been low priority for us. We always bought cage-free, vegetarian-fed, organic eggs at the co-op (as opposed to ones labeled “free-range”—a vague legal term that only means that a door needs to be open somewhere near the chickens, which are far too stupid to figure out how to use it), but it wasn’t until we moved here and found out how chicken-friendly our region is that we considered other options. Now we buy our eggs from a friend who keeps chickens right in his residential Tacoma neighborhood—these girls are served vegetarian feed, and feast on bugs as they wander around his back yard. They’re happy, and since the eggs are so beautiful and tasty, we’re happy, too.

Whew. That’s it. You’ve seen pretty much everything that’s in our cupboard, root cellar, attic, refrigerator and freezer. These posts may only have served to demonstrate just how weird we are, for all I know, but my intention was merely to show that eating sustainably doesn’t have to be expensive, or insanely difficult.

And judging by everything I’ve read and everyone I’ve talked to, maybe it won’t be too long before it isn’t weird at all.

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As I explained last time, filling our shopping cart with vintage Tupperware and thrift-store tins might prove we’re crazy, but there’s at least one element of buying organic food in bulk that’s decidedly sane. My favorite thing about shopping organic, and the absolute best-kept secret of the food co-op world, is the spice section.

Just like the grain, pasta, bean, nut and flour bins, our store (as well as most other co-ops and many natural food stores) has almost every conceivable herb and spice in bulk jars, tidily arranged in alphabetical order.

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The idea is that you bring your own jars (or use the paper or plastic bags provided by the store; we bring old spice jars saved from our old shopping days, or discarded by friends and family), and pay only for the weight of the spice itself—not for packaging or branding. Just like with our other jars and tins, we mark each spice jar with the tare weight and PLU number, and fill ‘er up. This way, we only buy what we want—that’s great for spices we might only use for one recipe.

Reducing our amount of trash is only half of it—the real virtue of bulk spices is the price. To give you a little comparison, I compared the prices of what we bought at the co-op with what’s for sale at a conventional grocery store not far from our house. I’m comparing the co-op prices with non-organic spices at the grocery store, because not only is that what most people buy, but the sticker shock is crazy enough without comparing organic to organic!

Now, while I was researching this post, I discovered that grocery stores (including our co-op) are extremely touchy on the subject of price—carrying a camera with me must have made me seem like a secret shopper or something, because I had to answer to a co-op employee for what I was doing. So to protect their “anonymity,” I’ll just say that the local conventional grocery store has the word “Safe” in its name. Ha. (I have to say, though, that no fewer than twelve different employees there asked me if I was finding everything okay. Either jotting prices down with paper and pen and leaving empty-handed looked suspicious, or they were just very helpful folk.)

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Anyway, here’s a snippet of our most recent co-op receipt. If you look closely at the per-pound price, the spices seem expensive—but look again. We paid $3.42 for 0.29 pounds (just over 4.6 ounces) of organic whole black peppercorns. A 4.25-ounce bottle of McCormick’s conventional (non-organic) peppercorns at the regular grocery store goes for $5.49. So we saved a little bit there, and got an organic product out of the deal.

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Now for the real magic. Peppercorns are relatively heavy, so the price comparison to packaged spices isn’t spectacular—but take a look at some common powdered spices and dried herb leaves, like this organic parsley, priced at $18.69 a pound.

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We paid 37 cents for that parsley—0.02 pounds or 0.32 ounces of it—and that jar is a reused McCormick’s jar (those fancy-branded glass ones). A slightly larger, 0.5-ounce jar of name-brand (i.e McCormick’s) non-organic parsley? $3.49. That’s $111.68 a pound! I don’t know about you, but to me that’s completely nuts. And let’s not forget that some herbs and spices, especially dried parsley, don’t stay fresh for long. We almost never get through our jar of parsley before bugs get in there (and they do, let’s face it). I’d rather have to waste 37 cents’ worth of parsley than three-and-a-half bucks.

How about some other examples? Let’s run down our grocery list.

Co-op: Organic thyme leaf, 0.05 lb (0.8 oz): $0.49, at $16.39/lb
Grocery store: Non-organic: $4.09 for a 0.37 oz bottle, or $176.86/lb

Co-op: Organic rubbed sage, 0.03 lb (0.48 oz): $0.82, at $16.19/lb
Grocery store: Non-organic: $4.59 for a 0.5 oz bottle, or $146.88/lb

Co-op: Organic rosemary, 0.06 lb (0.96 oz): $0.62, at $10.39/lb
Grocery store: Non-organic: $4.79 for a 0.35 oz bottle, or $218.97/lb (!)

Co-op: Organic whole bay leaf, 0.02 lb (0.32 oz): $0.39, at $19.29/lb
Grocery store: Non-organic: $3.39 for a 0.12 oz bottle, or $452.00/lb (!!)

Holy cow. Forget any debates about organic farming—let’s talk about highway robbery.

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You can also buy many baking supplies,

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or hey, even coffee and tea in bulk, if it floats your boat. (Tea will likely save you some money, but the various baking ingredients probably won’t. We buy our coffee and tea elsewhere, so I won’t get into that.)

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And there’s one more juicy secret about the bulk section: liquids.

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Not every co-op has this, but if you can find a place that sells bulk liquids (maple syrup, honey, extracts, vegetable oils, etc.—though I’ve never seen peanut oil in bulk, and I don’t know why that is), you’re golden. Buying maple syrup in bulk will usually save you a huge bundle, compared to those little glass bottles that can go for up to $30 a pint. This time we happened to stock up on vanilla extract (the real thing, not the fake stuff), so I’ll compare that to what the “Safe” grocery store has to offer.

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Co-op: Non-organic (that’s all they have) vanilla extract, 4 oz: $1.96, at $7.84/pint (16 oz)
Grocery store: Non-organic vanilla, McCormick’s: $7.19 for a 2 oz bottle, or $57.52/pint
Grocery store: Non-organic vanilla store brand: $4.49 for a 1 oz bottle, or $71.84/pint

Deceiving Interesting that the generic store brand was more expensive than the name brand. They even had a 4-oz jug of organic vanilla for cheaper, at $9.99 a bottle ($39.96 a pint)—I’ll give it the benefit of the doubt, and tell myself it was on sale or something. Still can’t touch the co-op, though.

Your mileage may vary, of course, but if you’re wondering whether it’s worth the effort to buy spices in bulk, go ahead and bring a calculator the next time you go shopping. For us, it’s a no-brainer. The money we save every year on spices is plenty enough to justify the larger budget required for the certified-organic meat we buy—that’s the subject of the next post.

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Thanks for all the comments and emails in response to the last post. One email asked how to find a co-op in one’s region; I did a little digging, and it seems like they’re all over the place. Visit www.coopdirectory.org to find information for hundreds of co-ops around the country, and even a few internationally.

Minnesota comes in first, with a staggering forty-one food co-ops (forty-two are listed, but the North Country Co-op went out of business a couple of years ago)—far more than both New York and California, the seemingly “obvious” states. We’ve got twenty-three here in Washington, and even tiny Vermont has fifteen. The only state that wasn’t listed as having a co-op is Alabama.

The fact that so many of these things (not to mention all the natural food stores and conventional markets with bulk sections) exist means that stores are listening to their customers, and providing more and more choices for all of us. I think that many stores depend on the fact that many people shop out of habit, simply trusting stores to have reasonable prices and healthy items. And co-ops face not only the huge marketing budgets and competitive tactics of corporate grocery chains (I don’t shop at Trader Joe’s because they moved in right next door to our co-op—eat it, Trader Joe’s!), but also the perception that organic always equals expensive. But between the variety of bulk foods now available and the heightened awareness of many shoppers armed with calculators, I really think this is beginning to change.

And that’s a heartening thought.

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I’ve been working on this post for days—when I finally realized it was Tuesday and I hadn’t surfaced for over a week, I decided to break this down into several parts and show you what I have so far. But before I get into just how nutty we are, let me give you an update on our winter food storage. As of today, March 16, we still have about 20 pounds of potatoes, 5 pounds each of carrots and parsnips, a pound of garlic, 10 apples (which we use for cooking, since they’re now too mealy to eat raw), 6 beets, 20 onions, 12 pomelo grapefruit (some friends from California brought them up here, in season, for Thanksgiving), 10 winter squash, and 3 pumpkins in storage, uncooked. And there are plenty of cooked, leftover beets and squash in the fridge. Our only casualties were two or three suicidal squash, and the Proctor Farmers Market opens a week from Saturday. We made it! I’m not even sick of squash yet (sure am sick of beets, though), and not one time did I break down and buy California strawberries or Argentinian spinach at the grocery store—a personal best.

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As a footnote, there are a few things we buy that can’t be bought locally or stored seasonally. The things that can’t be grown here, but can come from California (Valencia oranges for juicing, mostly), we’ll buy occasionally. We can’t make soup stock without celery (part of the celery-carrot-onion Soup Stock Triumvirate), and since it won’t keep in the root cellar without an elaborate dirt-and-burlap system, we buy that year-round, too. Dried herbs, spices, tea, coffee, and chocolate are in, but tropical produce—bananas, pineapples, papayas, mangoes, etc.—no matter how much we love it, is usually out (mangoes are a once-a-year treat), because of the fossil fuel required to transport it.

The produce, though, is only part of the sustainability equation. We do most of our shopping, except for meats, dairy, and seafood—more on that in another post—at Madison Market, a member-owned food co-op in Seattle (Tacoma doesn’t have one yet, though we’re working on it), where we can be sure to find a wide range of organics, where the place of origin for every item is labeled, and where we can support local, non-corporate business. We’ve found, though, that even at the hippiest of co-ops, we still stick out like a sore thumb, because our cart looks like this:

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That’s because with the exception of some specialty items, we buy nearly everything in bulk (even some household supplies like shampoo and soap), using our own odd mish-mash of salvaged, vintage, and reused containers.

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This is the incredible bulk section at our co-op, which we’re lucky to have. But even if we didn’t have a co-op in the area, most natural food stores and even many conventional grocery stores have bulk sections. For us, this is the secret to why we can afford to buy organic for our entire food supply.

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This particular bulk department has all of the standard staples (flour, sugar, cornmeal, whole grains, etc.),

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many unusual items (like kamut or mung beans) and fun stuff (popcorn, chocolate chips, nuts, raisins, etc.),

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even many varieties of pasta (I love the spaghetti and lasagna drawers).

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My favorites? Grind-em-yourself organic nut butters, at a price comparable to the commercial stuff ($3.99 a pound for peanut butter). A jar of crunchy JIF at our local conventional grocery store goes for $3.49 for an 18 oz. jar, and adds the following ingredients: sugar, salt, molasses, partially hydrogenated soybean oil, and fully hydrogenated vegetable oil. Lovely. The organic hippie peanut butter ingredients? Just peanuts. It’s so good we usually just eat it right out of the jar, by the spoonful.

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Another bonus is that each product is labeled with nutrition information, location of origin, and preparation instructions. But the best part, other than the organic bit, is that all of this bulk stuff is either comparably priced or even cheaper than packaged food. The huge savings comes with fancy-pants items like dried cranberries, wild rice, and arborio rice (since risotto is a staple for me, we buy a lot of this stuff).

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Here’s how it works: we save every usable container that comes our way (tins, mason jars, old spice bottles; we try to use only metal, wood and glass, but there are a few exceptions, like our ancient Tupperware canisters), and stick a piece of masking tape on each one. At the co-op, we have each container weighed at the deli stand—this is the really important part, because each item is sold by weight. If your glass jar weights 1.5 pounds, and you buy 3 oz of something expensive, you don’t want to be overcharged for it! So we write the weight (called the “tare weight”) of the container on the tape. Then, above that, we write put the PLU (item) number of whatever is in that container. This is mostly done on the honor system, but they can certainly check your items if you say your container weighs 27 pounds, or if your jar contains macadamia nuts and you labeled it as flour. If you aren’t insane like we are, and don’t come to the store with three dozen tins and jars (and since people always comment when we go, and I never see anybody else doing this, I’m guessing most people don’t), there are paper bags to put your bulk items in. We reuse containers not only to cut down on packaging and waste, but also so that when we get home, we can just put them right in the cupboard and we’re done.

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Because we have to do most of our shopping in Seattle, we usually only do this every six to eight weeks. So of course that makes us The Weirdos with the Tupperware, and creates a bit of a spectacle at the checkout counter. But the employees always tell us how happy they are to see us doing this, so I don’t think they mind entering in all those tare weights.

As I said earlier, it’s possible to do this at lots of stores, and not just co-ops—but I should add that it’s not always as easy at those places. The biggest reason for this is that at high-end grocery stores like Metropolitan Market and Whole Foods, the vast majority of their customers use the store’s plastic and paper containers for their purchases—so their check stands aren’t usually set up to handle heavier, reusable containers. So unless you remember to teach the cashier how to do the math manually, you risk being overcharged. I’m somewhat dismayed that these “green” grocery stores haven’t gotten with the program yet (in my book, further evidence that their “green” claims are a bunch of marketing hooey), but if people like us continue to be a pain in the rear end, things will change.

I realize that people without cars or co-ops might not be able to shop only every couple of months. But since we started doing this several years ago, we’ve seen some very positive side effects—including a huge drop in impulse spending, and the ability to make spontaneous meals for unexpected guests. Also, since if we forget something we have to go without it for two months, we’ve gotten very good at planning meals and keeping track of what we have. Another benefit of shopping at these intervals is that as members, we receive a 10% off coupon every month (you don’t have to be a member to shop there, though), and with larger orders that translates to a big discount.

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Whenever we tell this story to others, they invariably say, “I’d buy organic food, too, but I can’t afford it.” Yes, organic convenience food is very expensive, but since it’s also processed, it’s really no better for us than conventional junk food. The key lies in sticking to ingredients, rather than store-bought meals. I’m going to get more in depth into our household economics in the next post, but since we only buy staples, and very rarely eat out, we don’t spend nearly as much on food as people think. According to the U.S. Bureau of Labor Statistics, the average American household spent $6,443 on food alone in 2008—$3,744 eating at home, and $2,698 eating out. For our household, that would come out to be about $8.82 per person, per day. We added up all of our food expenses from last year, and between buying all-organic groceries, cooking from scratch, and eating out about once a month, we spent about $8.22 per person, per day in 2009. Slightly less than the national average. That’s pretty darn good.

As I’ve said before, these are simply choices we’ve made, and we feel it makes our lives healthier and better. Plus, buying in bulk with reused containers has the added benefit of producing zero waste—I was shocked when it dawned on me that what I used to throw away was almost entirely made up of packaging! The amount of non-recyclable, non-compostable trash we produce now amounts to one small grocery bag or less—some weeks we don’t even take out the trash, because there’s nothing to take out.

We’re not out to convert anyone, and we’re not completely puritan about it—we eat conventional food in restaurants, we still go out for (local!) ice cream, we make compromises for things like citrus fruit, and we’ll never refuse a meal offered at a friend or relative’s house. I’m not writing about this because I want to change anybody else’s habits (although I’d love to change some things about the American agricultural industry)—but because people ask. All the time.

And I also write about our food choices because this really wasn’t such a hard change to make. Slow, yes, but not difficult. I find now, a few years later, that I get sick far less often, that when I’m hungry I crave nutritional foods instead of junk, and that my palette is more refined (no small feat, considering that I have almost no sense of smell), just because I gave up processed food. The amazing thing is that for the most part, I don’t miss my old habits.

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I’d do it all again in a heartbeat—I only wish I’d done it sooner.

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If you ever wanted to find out once and for all what the heck an artist book is, take a little field trip to Burien, WA. The group show Page Turner: Contemporary Artist Books is up this month at the Burien Arts Gallery, a tiny half-Cape house converted into a charming exhibition space.

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Kelda Martensen did a stand-up job of curating the show—and artist books aren’t easy to display, believe me. She’s represented a wide variety of work, from prints to traditional bindings to kinetic sculptures, featuring the work of artists nationwide, including Inge Bruggeman, Ken Botnick, Regin Ingloria, Jana Harper, Diana Guerrero-Macía, and many others.

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The gallery is open noon to four, Thursday through Sunday, and on Thursday, March 18, at 7 pm, Kelda will be giving a curator’s talk about the work in the show, sponsored by the Book Arts Guild. Free admission, always.

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I’ve got a couple of pieces in the show, as well. Above is From Concentrate,

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and this is The Faery Gardener.

Here’s the rub, though: the recession has hit all galleries where it hurts, but since the Burien Arts Gallery is run by the city, times have been especially tough there. This will be the last exhibit in the Cape Cod house; and possibly the last ever for Burien Arts, unless they can find public support, funding and a new space. So come check it out before they have to close their doors on March 19 (the website says they’re already closed, but you can still see the show).

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Speaking of artist books, if you missed Mnemonic Sampler at PLU, there’s another chance to catch the series in a new venue, closer to home: the Tempest Lounge here in Tacoma.

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Although I love the clean beauty of a traditional gallery space, my favorite exhibition venues are the offbeat ones—restaurants, coffee shops, libraries, and now classy retro bars! I love these spaces because they bring art into real life, and invite folks to feast their eyes wherever they are. Most people (including myself, I must admit) are more likely to step into an eatery or a library than a gallery, and a coffee shop doesn’t have the same intimidating associations that some people have with galleries (”If you’re not here to buy, you shouldn’t be here at all”). Plus, at the Tempest you can have a beer or cocktail while you look at the art. You can’t beat that.

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If beer isn’t your thing, you can also have a cuppa tea or joe—Denise runs a classy joint here. So curl up on a retro couch for happy hour, come chat by the adorable green picket fence, or just stop in to take in that fabulous red wall. Mnemonic Sampler will be up through April 30.

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The other night I went to Art Spiegelman’s “What the %@&*! Happened to Comics?” talk in Puyallup, and as usual, brought one of my trusty sketchbooks with me. Since comics and I go way back, and I’m a big Spiegelman fan, I think I got a little carried away with the doodles accompanying my lecture notes. I was a little abashed when the people next to me noticed and commented; all I could say was, “I do this a lot—it helps me remember.”

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I’ve always been an obsessive note-taker, but I discovered in college that adding sketches to my notes went a long way towards my good grades in art history (this must have been the “Naked Ladies of the 15th and 16th Centuries” lecture).

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Then when I fell in with the book arts, drawn diagrams were a godsend for remembering complicated equipment and technical processes.

By the time I graduated, the habit was ingrained. I found not only that drawing was an excellent memory trigger, but also helped me focus on the moment at hand.

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The comments on my Spiegelman doodle reminded me that I had a funny habit of drawing comic artists and writers (from the left, Marjane Satrapi, Harvey Pekar, David Mazzucchelli)—and often portraying them as comic-book characters themselves. As I dug through something on the order of fifteen sketchbooks to find my grumpy Pekar sketches, I unearthed scores of these things, from all manner of locations and events:

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classes, performances and lectures (my favorites are the Mt. St. Helens interpreter on the bottom left, and my steam locomotive class teacher—yes, you read that right—on the far right);

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public transit and airports;

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family gatherings (yes, I quoted the above verbatim; I love the Tailor’s Uncle Sam!);

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work meetings;

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wedding receptions, restaurants, coffee shops;

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and even my own mirror, when I’m working alone.

I draw when I’m trying to document an event, when I’m nervous, when I encounter a particularly unusual face, when I’m telling a story of an odd person I saw that day, when I want to preserve a loved one, and even when I’m not really aware of it—I found plenty of sketches that I had no memory of making.

Maybe there’s some psychological disorder that lists obsessive and semi-conscious sketching as a symptom, but this is one compulsion I’d like to hold on to. I know I spend more time drawing the speaker than taking actual notes, but if I remember the content just as well, I suppose it all comes out in the wash. Besides, I can’t possibly be the only one who does this, right?

Right?

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Allison of Igloo Letterpress and I have been doing some more cross-country collaboration lately. This time we’re working on a Bookshelf Series of handmade journals. This first set is called “Brownstones”—one of my favorite types of houses, and a recurring theme in my drawings.

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I’m so lucky to work with Allison—despite the distance, and the fact that we haven’t seen each other for two years, I feel like I we’re on the same wavelength. I love the fact that we can trust each other to make independent creative decisions, and have faith that they’ll come together into a harmonious whole. But my part of the project is finished when I send her black-and-white illustrations for printing—since I can’t exactly pop into her shop whenever I want, I really have no idea how the finished product will look until she sends it to me.

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So imagine my delight when a package arrived containing four beautifully-bound hardcover books, with my illustration splashed on the cover in gorgeous color—

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—and printed right onto the book cloth, no less!

I did a little hopping dance around the living room after that.

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Here’s the best part, and a flash of Allison’s brilliance: not only do the books fit together thematically, but when they stand together on a bookshelf, the spines line up to complete the picture!

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Since these are so labor-intensive to make, I think Allison is binding them in very small batches, and only offering them for sale as they are ordered. But they’ve already been a big hit in Ohio, so I’m sure there will be more in the future. If you’re interested in ordering a set, drop her a line here.