Happy Valentine's

love and light,
your friend,
Hil

Another Lucky Day

Christmas vacation...watching The Hannah Montana Movie under the blankets, eating 70% off After Christmas Sale peppermint bark (SCORE!). Have you ever had your eye on something, but put it back because it was too much money? I wanted new Christmas stockings, but thought I had better save the money. Guess who picked them up at 70% off? ME! Guess I was a GOOD GIRL! $3.90 each! I had to get up and drive into the city this morning, but then my job cancelled when I had already driven forty minutes in the car with no heat, so I took my irritation and my gift card shopping. 

Here is my NEW FAVORITE THING:

Portobello Mushroom Pizzas! I first tried them when I was doing an Asian Pear demonstration at Wegmans, and I couldn't believe how easy these are, yet taste like you put in effort, like you marinated, like you seasoned, like you bought some high end olive oil...nope. You take a portobello, you throw some sauce in the general direction, same with mozerella cheese, and if you are feeling like hard work, some toppings..and bake for twenty minutes at 350 degrees. We will be eating these every day, forever, from now on.

 Some recipes said to remove the mushroom gills, bake the mushrooms for five minutes, then toppings, then bake 15 more. I read all that AFTER my mushrooms were in the oven, and they turned out fine without any of that fuss. I think some people just like to make up work.

Got Christmas cards? When I was a kid, my mom had place mats that she made out of old Christmas cards. I always thought they were so special. Here is my version...just Christmas cards and contact paper. And yes, the contact paper is annoying and folds against it's self and makes like a giant tape wad, and you have to throw that piece out, but the second one will probably be okay.

I still haven't solved the mystery of these fox mugs that showed up on my front porch. Aren't they amazingly perfect? I like foxes! I like beverages! I like mugs! I like beverages in mugs in the shape of foxes! Who are you, mystery person? REVEAL YOURSELF!

Hey! Guess what! I just sold a pillow with my painting on it!

I guess it is my lucky day. If anyone got a check from their Nana, you can spend it on Hil Eldridge merch and museum quality prints at FineArtAmerica.com. 

Just sayin'.

Love and light,Yours til the kitchen sinks...

Your friend,

Hil

  

Show And Tell: Axton Landing at Raquette Lake

Hello, my sensational Thrillerati!





Did you know that my mother is a painter? Above, I have posted one of her works that hangs in our home, and receives so many compliments! On the back, she wrote... "Axton Landing on the Raquette River, August 1998, Benna June." Axton Landing is located in the Adirondack Mountains of New York State, a popular place for canoeing in the wilderness. Axton was once "Axe Town", where many lumberjacks worked, felling trees and floating them down the river to be milled. It always makes me chuckle when people presume that all of New York State is New York City. The Adirondack Mountain region is cold, wild, and isolated, even so much so as to be compared to life in Alaska. My parents loved to hike, camp and canoe when they were younger. They were so athletic, climbing many of  The High Peaks, the tallest mountains in New York, and paddling many of the canoe trails. In 1978, my sister was 8, my brother was 5, and I was not yet born. Do you ever imagine what your parents were like before you were born? In 1983, instead of replacing their car, my parents bought a cabin in the Adirondacks. It cost about the same as a car at the time. I spent half of my weekends at this cabin, when I was growing up, living without central heat or running water, while the rest of the time I was a typical, consumerist 1980s suburbanite, in hightops and a scrunchie.

This painting reflects the wilderness of the area, but it also reflects my mother. The wilderness in northern New York is very harsh, trees jut up aggressively into the landscape, but my mother likes order and symmetry, and brings balance to her work.


I found this photo attached to an article that said " Paddling Axton Landing to Stony Creek Ponds", after an quick google search. Look! There is the same reflection, and the same white tree branches reaching for the sky as in my mother's painting.

And, something else...
a link to traditional nordic "kulning", a way to call your cows in when one is very isolated. The recording is LOUD, but I find this to just GRAB my soul. I don't really know anything about my own heritage, only that I am western European, and we have been in America a long time. Still, this makes me feel something. I saw one comment that said something along the lines of,"Imagine you were a Roman Soldier, and you heard that echoing through the forest. Wouldn't you drop your weapons and run straight back to the Mediterranean?"

I wish I could learn to properly "kuln". Maybe some day.

Love and light,
Your friend,
Hil