Every June in Spain, many remember the wisdom in traditions of their grandmothers, as they follow their family recipes, by setting spirits and spices in bottles to rest. Those become unique versions of ratafía. And each year I embark in the process of macerating these fruits of nature, I delight in gathering a variety of information on ingredients and processing styles from Spain, France and Italy.
We have 2020 a.D. but have not reached 20/20 vision. This is a principal reason for continuing this investigative gathering of information. There is plenty of room left for improvement, for more clarity — not just for the palate.
Since June 20th, my large jars with green walnuts, spirits and spices, have rested outside ‘all day and all night’. Herewith I am following the subtle advice of earlier generations, thinking that they have acquired an understanding for their decisions. Add some creative playfulness to that, and you get these visual representations. The same led to the short text I posted a few days ago.
Night is falling
Sun plays falling
Day is falling
Twenty degrees between high noon
and the nightly wind
A nights deep black is blue
This black is green
And forty days will not macerate green blue
But green is sweeter
Sila Blume / 2020