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If grandmothers around the world had a rallying cry, it would probably sound something like “You need to eat!”

Photographer Gabriele Galimberti’s grandmother said something similar to him before one of his many globetrotting work trips. To ensure he had at least one good meal, she prepared for him a dish of ravioli before he departed on one of his adventures.  

“In that occasion I said to my grandma ‘You know, Grandma, there are many other grandmas around the world and most of them are really good cooks,” Galimberti wrote via email. “I’m going to meet them and ask them to cook for me so I can show you that you don’t have to be worried for me and the food that I will eat!’ This is the way my project was born!”

The project, “Delicatessen With Love”, took Galimberti to 58 countries where he photographed grandmothers with both the ingredients and finished signature dishes.

He acted as photographer and stylist during each shoot with the grandmothers, taking a portrait of both the women and the food they made for him.

From top to bottom: 

Inara Runtule, 68, Kekava, Latvia. Silke €(herring with potatoes and cottage cheese).

Grace Estibero, 82, Mumbai, India. Chicken vindaloo.

Susann Soresen, 81, Homer, Alaska. Moose steak.

Serette Charles, 63, Saint-Jean du Sud, Haiti. Lambi in creole sauce.

The photographer’s grandmother Marisa Batini, 80, Castiglion Fiorentino, Italy. Swiss chard and ricotta Ravioli with meat sauce.

Normita Sambu Arap, 65, Oltepessi (Masaai Mara), Kenya. Mboga and orgali (white corn polenta with vegetables and goat).

Julia Enaigua, 71, La Paz, Bolivia. Queso Humacha (vegetables and fresh cheese soup).

Fifi Makhmer, 62, Cairo, Egypt. Kuoshry (pasta, rice and legumes pie).

Isolina Perez De Vargas, 83, Mendoza, Argentina. Asado criollo (mixed meats barbecue).

Bisrat Melake, 60, Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. Enjera with curry and vegetables.

I just love how proud they look. It fills my heart with joy.

grandma food is the best food

this is my favorite thing ever and BLESS THEM for including an Argentine woman. Our abuelitas can COOK.

(via oxane)

pedrolourenco:

one eyed jacks and the deuces are wild!

pedrolourenco:

one eyed jacks and the deuces are wild!

kvetchlandia:

Edouard Boubat     Graffiti by Student Demonstrators, Paris     1968
Plutôt la vie, a common graffito in Paris during the May, 1968 student/worker uprising, more-or-less translates into English as “choose life instead.”  It comes from an André Breton poem.
Choose life instead of those prisms with no depth even if their colors are purerInstead of this hour always hidden instead of these terrible vehicles of cold flameInstead of these overripe stonesChoose this heart with its safety catchInstead of that murmuring poolAnd that white fabric singing in the air and the earth at the same timeInstead of that marriage blessing joining my forehead to total vanity’sChoose life
Choose life with its conspiratorial sheetsIts scars from escapesChoose life choose that rose window on my tombThe life of being here nothing but being hereWhere one voice says Are you there where another answers Are you thereI’m hardly here at all alasAnd even when we might be making fun of what we killChoose life
Choose life choose life venerable ChildhoodThe ribbon coming out of a fakirResembles the playground slide of the worldThough the sun is only a shipwreckInsofar as a woman’s body resembles itYou dream contemplating the whole length of its trajectoryOr only while closing your eyes on the adorable storm named your handChoose life
Choose life with its waiting roomsWhen you know you’ll never be shown inChoose life instead of those health spasWhere you’re served by drudgesChoose life unfavorable and longWhen the books close again here on less gentle shelvesAnd when over there the weather would be better than better it would be free yesChoose life
Choose life as the pit of scornWith that head beautiful enoughLike the antidote to that perfection it summons and it fearsLife the makeup on God’s faceLife like a virgin passportA little town like Pont-á-MoussonAnd since everything’s already been saidChoose life instead
André Breton, “Choose Life Instead” 1923

kvetchlandia:

Edouard Boubat     Graffiti by Student Demonstrators, Paris     1968

Plutôt la vie, a common graffito in Paris during the May, 1968 student/worker uprising, more-or-less translates into English as “choose life instead.”  It comes from an André Breton poem.

Choose life instead of those prisms with no depth even if their colors are purer
Instead of this hour always hidden instead of these terrible vehicles of cold flame
Instead of these overripe stones
Choose this heart with its safety catch
Instead of that murmuring pool
And that white fabric singing in the air and the earth at the same time
Instead of that marriage blessing joining my forehead to total vanity’s
Choose life

Choose life with its conspiratorial sheets
Its scars from escapes
Choose life choose that rose window on my tomb
The life of being here nothing but being here
Where one voice says Are you there where another answers Are you there
I’m hardly here at all alas
And even when we might be making fun of what we kill
Choose life

Choose life choose life venerable Childhood
The ribbon coming out of a fakir
Resembles the playground slide of the world
Though the sun is only a shipwreck
Insofar as a woman’s body resembles it
You dream contemplating the whole length of its trajectory
Or only while closing your eyes on the adorable storm named your hand
Choose life

Choose life with its waiting rooms
When you know you’ll never be shown in
Choose life instead of those health spas
Where you’re served by drudges
Choose life unfavorable and long
When the books close again here on less gentle shelves
And when over there the weather would be better than better it would be free yes
Choose life

Choose life as the pit of scorn
With that head beautiful enough
Like the antidote to that perfection it summons and it fears
Life the makeup on God’s face
Life like a virgin passport
A little town like Pont-á-Mousson
And since everything’s already been said
Choose life instead

André Breton, “Choose Life Instead” 1923

plurdledgabbleblotchits:

“Brazilian artist Vik Muniz is well-known for his artwork using recycled garbage.”
(a scrap metal hummingbird)

plurdledgabbleblotchits:

“Brazilian artist Vik Muniz is well-known for his artwork using recycled garbage.”

(a scrap metal hummingbird)

(via nancyrivers)

Marina Abramovic meets Ulay

Marina Abramovic and Ulay started an intense love story in the 70s, performing art out of the van they lived in. When they felt the relationship had run its course, they decided to walk the Great Wall of China, each from one end, meeting for one last big hug in the middle and never seeing each other again. at her 2010 MoMa retrospective Marina performed ‘The Artist Is Present’ as part of the show, a minute of silence with each stranger who sat in front of her. Ulay arrived without her knowing it and this is what happened.”

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If grandmothers around the world had a rallying cry, it would probably sound something like “You need to eat!”

Photographer Gabriele Galimberti’s grandmother said something similar to him before one of his many globetrotting work trips. To ensure he had at least one good meal, she prepared for him a dish of ravioli before he departed on one of his adventures.  

“In that occasion I said to my grandma ‘You know, Grandma, there are many other grandmas around the world and most of them are really good cooks,” Galimberti wrote via email. “I’m going to meet them and ask them to cook for me so I can show you that you don’t have to be worried for me and the food that I will eat!’ This is the way my project was born!”

The project, “Delicatessen With Love”, took Galimberti to 58 countries where he photographed grandmothers with both the ingredients and finished signature dishes.

He acted as photographer and stylist during each shoot with the grandmothers, taking a portrait of both the women and the food they made for him.

From top to bottom: 

Inara Runtule, 68, Kekava, Latvia. Silke €(herring with potatoes and cottage cheese).

Grace Estibero, 82, Mumbai, India. Chicken vindaloo.

Susann Soresen, 81, Homer, Alaska. Moose steak.

Serette Charles, 63, Saint-Jean du Sud, Haiti. Lambi in creole sauce.

The photographer’s grandmother Marisa Batini, 80, Castiglion Fiorentino, Italy. Swiss chard and ricotta Ravioli with meat sauce.

Normita Sambu Arap, 65, Oltepessi (Masaai Mara), Kenya. Mboga and orgali (white corn polenta with vegetables and goat).

Julia Enaigua, 71, La Paz, Bolivia. Queso Humacha (vegetables and fresh cheese soup).

Fifi Makhmer, 62, Cairo, Egypt. Kuoshry (pasta, rice and legumes pie).

Isolina Perez De Vargas, 83, Mendoza, Argentina. Asado criollo (mixed meats barbecue).

Bisrat Melake, 60, Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. Enjera with curry and vegetables.

I just love how proud they look. It fills my heart with joy.

grandma food is the best food

this is my favorite thing ever and BLESS THEM for including an Argentine woman. Our abuelitas can COOK.

(via oxane)

(Source: goodmood-food, via aunatural)

pedrolourenco:

one eyed jacks and the deuces are wild!

pedrolourenco:

one eyed jacks and the deuces are wild!

kvetchlandia:

Edouard Boubat     Graffiti by Student Demonstrators, Paris     1968
Plutôt la vie, a common graffito in Paris during the May, 1968 student/worker uprising, more-or-less translates into English as “choose life instead.”  It comes from an André Breton poem.
Choose life instead of those prisms with no depth even if their colors are purerInstead of this hour always hidden instead of these terrible vehicles of cold flameInstead of these overripe stonesChoose this heart with its safety catchInstead of that murmuring poolAnd that white fabric singing in the air and the earth at the same timeInstead of that marriage blessing joining my forehead to total vanity’sChoose life
Choose life with its conspiratorial sheetsIts scars from escapesChoose life choose that rose window on my tombThe life of being here nothing but being hereWhere one voice says Are you there where another answers Are you thereI’m hardly here at all alasAnd even when we might be making fun of what we killChoose life
Choose life choose life venerable ChildhoodThe ribbon coming out of a fakirResembles the playground slide of the worldThough the sun is only a shipwreckInsofar as a woman’s body resembles itYou dream contemplating the whole length of its trajectoryOr only while closing your eyes on the adorable storm named your handChoose life
Choose life with its waiting roomsWhen you know you’ll never be shown inChoose life instead of those health spasWhere you’re served by drudgesChoose life unfavorable and longWhen the books close again here on less gentle shelvesAnd when over there the weather would be better than better it would be free yesChoose life
Choose life as the pit of scornWith that head beautiful enoughLike the antidote to that perfection it summons and it fearsLife the makeup on God’s faceLife like a virgin passportA little town like Pont-á-MoussonAnd since everything’s already been saidChoose life instead
André Breton, “Choose Life Instead” 1923

kvetchlandia:

Edouard Boubat     Graffiti by Student Demonstrators, Paris     1968

Plutôt la vie, a common graffito in Paris during the May, 1968 student/worker uprising, more-or-less translates into English as “choose life instead.”  It comes from an André Breton poem.

Choose life instead of those prisms with no depth even if their colors are purer
Instead of this hour always hidden instead of these terrible vehicles of cold flame
Instead of these overripe stones
Choose this heart with its safety catch
Instead of that murmuring pool
And that white fabric singing in the air and the earth at the same time
Instead of that marriage blessing joining my forehead to total vanity’s
Choose life

Choose life with its conspiratorial sheets
Its scars from escapes
Choose life choose that rose window on my tomb
The life of being here nothing but being here
Where one voice says Are you there where another answers Are you there
I’m hardly here at all alas
And even when we might be making fun of what we kill
Choose life

Choose life choose life venerable Childhood
The ribbon coming out of a fakir
Resembles the playground slide of the world
Though the sun is only a shipwreck
Insofar as a woman’s body resembles it
You dream contemplating the whole length of its trajectory
Or only while closing your eyes on the adorable storm named your hand
Choose life

Choose life with its waiting rooms
When you know you’ll never be shown in
Choose life instead of those health spas
Where you’re served by drudges
Choose life unfavorable and long
When the books close again here on less gentle shelves
And when over there the weather would be better than better it would be free yes
Choose life

Choose life as the pit of scorn
With that head beautiful enough
Like the antidote to that perfection it summons and it fears
Life the makeup on God’s face
Life like a virgin passport
A little town like Pont-á-Mousson
And since everything’s already been said
Choose life instead

André Breton, “Choose Life Instead” 1923

plurdledgabbleblotchits:

“Brazilian artist Vik Muniz is well-known for his artwork using recycled garbage.”
(a scrap metal hummingbird)

plurdledgabbleblotchits:

“Brazilian artist Vik Muniz is well-known for his artwork using recycled garbage.”

(a scrap metal hummingbird)

(via nancyrivers)

(Source: flickr.com, via supernovaqirl)

(Source: corrinne)

Marina Abramovic meets Ulay

Marina Abramovic and Ulay started an intense love story in the 70s, performing art out of the van they lived in. When they felt the relationship had run its course, they decided to walk the Great Wall of China, each from one end, meeting for one last big hug in the middle and never seeing each other again. at her 2010 MoMa retrospective Marina performed ‘The Artist Is Present’ as part of the show, a minute of silence with each stranger who sat in front of her. Ulay arrived without her knowing it and this is what happened.”

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