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March 2012 (121 posts)
Emily Dickinson said, "If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry." By that criteria, the artwork of Motoi Yamamoto is pure poetry; ever since I first saw photographs of his evocative mazes and sculptures, I've felt as if I were walking around with a nothing to me above the nose. And get this, the images below are made out of salt. That's right, salt.
If there is a somber, haunting quality to these images, it's intentional. Motoi Yamamoto told The Japan Times that he started working with salt after the death of his sister of brain cancer at age 24: "I draw with a wish that, through each line, I am led to a memory of my sister. That is always at the bottom of my work. Each cell-like part, to me, is a memory of her that I call up, like a tiff I had with her over a pudding cake she took from the fridge. My wish is to put such tiny episodes together." According to this article, "Salt has a special place in the death rituals of Japan, and is often handed out to people at the end of funerals, so they can sprinkle it on themselves to keep evil spirits away."
Granola is the king of breakfast toppers; sprinkle a little on yogurt, fruit, or milk and you have an instant meal. But the cereal's classic crunch takes a star turn at lunch or dinner when it shows up as a savory topping (think of it as little croutons) on soups, salads, cottage cheese, and dips. Try this version from Chef Robert Wiedmaier, of the restaurants Marcel’s and Mussel Bar in Washington, D.C. He adds his granola to parsnip soup. Once you've make your first batch, though, the real fun begins as you adapt the mix to suit your own taste. The options—Parmesan? Rosemary? Raisins?—are endless.
Keep gray hair looking great
How to pair shampoo and conditioner
Do expensive shampoos work better than drugstore brands?
The best place in the world to be a woman? (No, it's not a bathtub with a glass of wine.)
"A career is wonderful, but you can’t curl up with it on a cold night." A new (ok, sort of) interview with Marilyn Monroe.
Someone finally explains why cats rule the Internet.
Be ready to explain your squealing to those sitting nearby, because these baby sloths in onesies are out of control.
The Life Lifter: There have been a lot of terrible stories about the recent tornadoes in the Midwest. Here, finally, some good news — how strangers have come together to help.
This new product was just introduced at TED, and it really is brilliant: a combination pack of adhesive bandages and a bone marrow registry kit. People with diseases like leukemia need bone marrow transplants to save their lives, but the lack of donors to the National Marrow Donor Program makes finding a match unlikely, especially for people of non-white ethnicities. Registering to be a match only takes a few seconds and a drop of blood. Admit it: the joy of saving a life may even make you look forward to those paper cuts.
Read about the origin story of this genius product, and about how you can obtain one yourself, at co.EXIST.
The 60-Person Kidney Donation Chain
High-Tech Ways to Live Longer
Every Monday, we're rounding up the things, small and big, that make us stop and think. Today, we're inspired by...
Every Monday, we'll be letting you know about new releases the editors at O and Oprah.com couldn't stop reading. This week, we've been haunted by the powerful, spare memoir:
by Sarah Manguso
This slim and swift-moving book is subtitled as "an elegy" rather than a memoir." And in many ways it is one—written in memory of Harris, a close friend of the author, who ended his life in 2008 after escaping from a psychiatric hospital and throwing himself in front of a train. Interestingly enough, we don't learn that much about Harris, save for his genius for math, music, and soul-splitting jokes. For ten-odd pages, you may think the book is, instead, about the author and her own brush with insanity and mortality. That is, until you realize that what the book is really about is grief—not describing grief, not explaining it, but feeling it, from the anger to embarrassment to the searing ache. "Nobody understands how I feel," we often think (mistakenly) in times of loss. But Manguso not only understands, she can articulate it in the precisest and most unexpected of images—an unrelated car accident, a bowl of Italian candies, a swim in the ocean. What results is a memoir that reveals not the just intimacies of the writer's life, but of your own. Most moving is that The Guardians covers a subject so rarely recognized in our society, the grief from the death of a friend, (another notable exception: Let's Take The Long Way Home). "It doesn't sound like much when I say my friend died. He wasn't my father or my son or my husband," writes Manguso. "Yet there is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother, says an Old Testament proverb."
18 books to read this March
New books for nature lovers
Happy Friday! Here are a few things that make us smile.
One very helpful hobby: a girl's mission to spread (literal) warmth and kindness
Go fish: A robot that schools us all in the art of difference.
Is eyebombing come to your hometown? Check the doorknobs and fire hydrants.
A last! A cupcake vending machine
How to be happy...anywhere.