13 days until Christmas.  I am so behind this year.

When December 1st of last year came around I already had stacks of hand pulled prints and screenprinted fabrics to sell at holiday craft fairs, and several batches of soap curing for gifts.  I think I printed my holiday cards pretty last minute, but under pressure is just how I work best.  Let’s hope it works well this year, because not only do I have to print cards, I also still have to make soaps and several promised original prints for gifts!  Hopefully I’ll have progress to show soon.

Speaking of progress, I generally have several things sitting around on shelves and windowsills that are in various stages of curing, infusing, fementing, etc.  Currently I have jars of olive oil that are being infused with herbs for color and scent.

sage and comfrey

I am infusing these oils to use in soapmaking, for a naturally green colored and sage scented soap.  The sage oil especially smells so good, I want to and probably could use it for cooking too!

texture

sage & lavender & oats & goat milk soap


Currently curing is this batch of sage soap, after 24 hours it will be hard enough to cut into bars and set to dry until Christmas.  I modified my tried and true oats & lavender & goat milk soap recipe by infusing the olive oil with sage and mixing in dried sage for the texture.  The sage scent isn’t as strong as I’d like in the final product, but I opted not to use expensive sage essential oil.  The lavender scent comes through really nicely though.  Maybe I should ask for essential oils for Christmas…

It’s been about 2 and a half years  since I’ve posted in this blog.  I’ve covered a lot of ground living in Detroit over the past few years, it would have been interesting to have a record here to look back on.  Oh well.  I’ve resolved to start posting again.

It’s not that I don’t have anything to show from my experiences in Detroit – far from it!  I have a strong sense of community based on friendships, conversations, restored houses, planted gardens, bikes built, meals shared, meeting notes and handmade cards exchanged, struggles fought, deaths mourned… many things and more that have helped me structure the perspective and gratitude I have for my life.

I plan to pull out some experiences that may interest others and post them here.  Things like bicycling tips, my current art and DIY projects, recipes for the vegan goodies I bake for my friends, things that inspire me, as well as general slice o’ life observations.  Alright, it’s a plan.

August 2011, West MI Bike Tour

print by bec young

print by bec young

I still don’t know how to dress for spring. I’m obsessively checking the weather every day to see if I’ll need a rain jacket, or scarf, or just a tshirt. One thing I know for sure: It’s definitely warming up. With the changing weather, I’m feeling activity pick up everywhere around me. Things are getting hectic at the bike shop, adding to an already busy time as I gear up to face all the work that lies between me and the end of the month.

I’m preparing to make this transition into summer and past graduation. I don’t think the things I’ve been engaged with and learning from this semester will end when I walk in the RC commencement ceremony on May 2nd. (add to the To Do list – apply for Senior Audit!) I’m excited to accept an Americorps internship to continue working with the Hub and Earthworks throughout the summer, and experiencing the city without wrapping in a ton of wool layers. I’m going to have to be very active in making this internship a real part of my summer. In making the transitions through a semester, through a summer, and now though graduation, I’ve been building on each experience to create a bigger perspective. I’d like to come away from these experiences with an idea about how I want to live my life as well as meaningfully contribute to a creative vision of society.

I’ve had some awesome opportunities to have discussions at the Boggs Center about finding my place in this vision of change. I’m part of a new generation that has a lot of knowledge and inspiration from the past generations. Grace Lee Boggs is one of the most amazing women I have met, and a conversation with her feels like a sincere exchange of ideas and inspiration. I have been motivated through this semester by putting into a bigger context these kinds of inspiring conversations and also the real work I get done in a day. Planting seeds and fixing bikes may just be things people help each other do to get by, but these actions are also part of alternative solutions in areas where societal and economic structures fail a lot of people.

A question that came up in our conversation with Grace today was what does it mean to be a human being? I think it can be hard to answer this within a framework that disconnects communities and families, and mainly values competitive markets as the end answer. For me it’s been a personal struggle to find my place in creating a new culture where human rights like food and wages are not just commodities but have social value. Detroit is a place where there is obvious need to come up with alternatives, and I’ve been encouraged by how I’ve experienced that happening here.

I’ve also come across people who are very stuck in thinking of Detroit only as a throw-away place. This is sad, because Detroit should be recognized as the first to take the direction the whole country is headed in, as a result of sticking to bigger structures that in my opinion need to change. I don’t think I can change everyone’s mind, but I can work to create a space for people to make their own change. If I believe that certain transitions need to happen whether on a big or small scale, I think it’s important to actually create something that people can transition to.

I ended up in Ann Arbor Friday night, and spent Saturday slowly being productive over cups of coffee at the Ann Arbor cafe I wish could have moved with me to Detroit. The rain slowed down our trip back to the city and I’ve been riding around the flooded streets today. I might be out of dry socks.

flickr pool: I carried this on my bicycle.

flickr pool: I carried this on my bicycle.

Since January I’ve been having to do a lot of re-evaluation of the things I’m engaged with. As far as the bike project at the soup kitchen, our original mission was to develop a community-run workshop for drop-in repairs. But taking a consensus-building approach to develop policy while at the same time doing hands-on maintenance education was maybe not the best way to start. Some of the challenges of working with a transitional community (like consistent attendance and engaging people beyond fixing immediate repairs) led us to redevelop our mission. I don’t it’s mission drift… I’d call it mission development. The soup kitchen community is already very engaged in the Mobile Market, an existing neighborhood-driven initiative to bring fresh, chemical-free produce from Earthworks to the surrounding community. The Hub has very tangible resources to broaden the scope of this project, incorporating access to self-reliant transportation with access to healthy food. Basically we will help build a fleet of bikes and bike trailers. Sweet.

Taking time to re-evaluate the way things are going is important to respond to the things people really need and the community’s existing resources. By working with a project that people are already stabilized around we can offer specific resources that are actually relevant. Ideally the things that will come out of the Mobile Market project will be part of a versatile and sustained community resource, with everything there that’s needed to expand different projects as the community needs evolve. Concepts for building and maintaining self-reliant transportation with recycled bike parts can go beyond carting vegetables around. For example, composting could be picked up from the neighborhood on the way back to the garden, using the same tools and routes already established. The same concepts could also be applied to produce human powered garden equipment. Can you imagine what a bike sifter would look like? Maybe someone will imagine it, and the community will already have the experience and tools to create it.

I want a kitchen. I want a bike powered kitchen. I think this blender is really exciting.

flickr: esmerczak

flickr: esmerczak

I’m pretty much over the fact that I didn’t get a spring break this year.  My roommate spent Mardi Gras in New Orleans (doing an awesome ASB project as well as partying it up), and I spent another cold week in the D.  One highlight, however, definitely was the night that I milked the goats at the Catherine Ferguson Academy and then went to a great show at a small bar in downtown Detroit.  These places are within biking distance, amazing.

milking at catherine ferguson academy

milking at catherine ferguson academy

I’ve also been exploring Hamtramck, and loving what I find.  Spent a Sunday afternoon reading the Free Press at the cafe 1923, and the night before saw some friends play at The House of Coffee, a bar with an incredibly enchanting bathroom.  I’ve been to a weekly potluck in Hamtramck a few times with kids from my Wayne foods class.  I take every chance I get to get out of the dorms and into a real kitchen.  I’m lucky to have friends who are generous with their stovetops and counter space.  This weekend is also the Hamtramck Blowout – one ticket and tons of venues to check out.

But before making it to Hamtramck this weekend, I’m going to have to spend some time preparing for midterms.  Okay, probably the entire weekend I’ll be studying, writing papers, and drafting grants so I can maybe keep working this summer and also pay for a place to live.

Considering unemployment and homelessness are structural components of our market economy (okay this sentence could be another post), I think it’s safe to say that Emergency Food Assistance programs are necessary in the US. In her book Sweet Charity, Janet Poppendieck writes about the seven deadly “INs” of emergency food assistance – Insufficiency, Inappropriateness, nutritional Inadequacy, Instability, Inaccesability, Inefficiency, Indignity.  I’m interested in to what extent these “INs” can be addressed and changed within the EFA system, and to what extent these problems are structural.

Poppendieck describes the “Ins” pretty well in the only chapter of her book I read, Emergency Food and the End of Entitlement, and I won’t go into all the details here.  The IN that struck me as the most structural issue with emergency food is Indignity.  Poppendieck explains the shortcomings of emercengy food as “the limitations of charity”, particularly when there is no responsibility to give equitably.  She goes on to say that “standards of equity apply in situations in which people have rights.”  People (should) have the right to food security, which in many ways depends on control of food sources, and also the right to be integrated in society and not excluded.

DeWayne Wells, the president of Gleaners Community Food Bank spoke to us in Kami’s class about the organization’s mission and some steps they are taking toward changing the INs of the system.  I appreciated a lot of what Wells said, and the outreach of Gleaners is inspiring.   Gleaners introduced a new model called Client Choice Pantry with its Shared Harvest Pantry in Howell.  These pantries are set up to reflect a store environment,  involving the empowering and dignified notion of choice.   Stocked with locally and culturally sensitive donations, the pantry ultimately reduces the waste of inappropriate food.   A few other Gleaners practices Wells talked about include increased nutrition adequacy, opportunities for education, job training, and community involvement in growing and processing.

But is it enough?  A question I always will come back to is what would a sustainable solution to structural issues of EFA and our country’s food system as a whole look like?  I wish I had a complete answer, but I have a few thoughts.  The food market is a failure in a lot of ways for all but a small percent (maybe another post…) and the role of cities is often thought off as completely cut off from food systems.  People forget that there is dirt underneath the concrete, and even the food source of grocery stores are moving farther to the city perimeter.  Water and shelter are basic human needs that urban development policy addresses, why then are food systems left out?  Participatory city-level planning can do a lot with  local food system issues to leverage community and economic development, increase urban food security, and support local resources and the region’s farmers.  The other sustainable alternatives I see as needed changes in cities are community empowered initiatives that involve urban agriculture.

Emergency Food Assistance and volunteer work are needed in cities like Detroit, but we also need to start imaging alternatives on a level of both local community initiatives and greater societal change.  These alternatives should be guided by the opposites of the “INs”… citizen participation, empowerment, dignity…  I’d love to keep exploring the alternatives and how to turn them into comprehensive solutions.

Breath of Hope
The front page article on Flypmedia, Breath of Hope, is an inspiring look at grassroots community development programs that “take aim at root causes and try to grow a new economy from the ground up.”

Everyone has to eat.
One of the first pages focuses on organizing the urban food system in Detroit. Watch the interview with Lisa about the community mission at Earthworks, filmed in the garden warehouse where we do the bike workshops. Malik Takini of the Detroit Black Community Food Security Network articulately addresses the re-imagining of the city’s food system as a platform to organize diverse communities. The increasingly empty urban space and the transition to a post-industrialized society that is happening all over the country requires new development strategies. Seeing possibility where some only see emptiness, urban agriculture stands as an opportunity to transform personal and social identity in Detroit.

I grew up in the city of Grand Rapids on an acre of land that my parents defended from surrounding condominium and mega church development. On that single acre they cultivated a small scale organic garden – my dad named it Angela’s Garden. I loved getting lost in tomato jungles that reached far above my head, hunting for fresh eggs in the chicken coop, helping my mom tie gladiolas together to sell at our farm stand. I am so glad I had that experience growing up, but it has forever ruined the tasteless convenience store tomato for me. It was a shock for me to move into neighborhoods with nothing but corner liquor stores and vacant lots in place of fresh markets. In a place that is seen by so many as nothing but that kind of insecurity and emptiness, it’s been inspiring to work with organizations like Earthworks that really care about reclaiming space and transforming the role communities have in growing a healthy local food system. I’m excited to see what develops from the bike workshop program, Earthworks’ mobile market, and the Healthy Corner Stores project. If someday I settle in a city like Detroit, there will be space for Angela’s Garden.

balancing

balancing

Balancing is not just something I do when I feel cooped up in the dorm and want to practice track stands because it looks cool–it’s also the careful practice of managing everything I have to pay attention to in a day. It’s that balance between working, studying, connecting with people, commuting, and still finding time for things that keep me sane. I haven’t dropped yet.

I have a station wagon with fancy leopard print seat covers. Although I prefer not to drive, I like being able to cram in a lot of people/stuff when I do. However, it’s been a week or two since I’ve been able to start it, even having tried to give it a jump a few times. The parking ticket I still have to pay and the frustration of gas prices and general winter-weather driving makes me feel like it just isn’t worth it. So it’s sitting in the campus parking structure that I paid a semester pass for, and it’ll probably be there for the foreseeable future. Sure, maybe I’m more restricted by not using my car, but I’ve been able to get to work and school by bike, and everywhere else I just have to make a conscious effort to pick up my phone and connect with a friend before I go. The idea of making plans and coordinating my movements shouldn’t be such a taxing concept. Having a car may mean that we have more “independence”, but I might prefer co-dependence if it means connecting with others, relying on and helping out at the same time. So, who wants to carpool?

Every morning the view from my dorm window is new and awesome.

1st morning...

1st morning...

2nd morning...

2nd morning...

3rd morning...

3rd morning...

I’ve discovered that everything in that skyline view is within biking distance. For me, biking around is the best way to get to know the layout of a city, and I’m grateful that the riding I do as part of my internship has given me a chance to start my mental map. The Hub bike shop, where I do most of my internship work, and the UM Detroit center, where we have our UM classes, are minutes from the dorm by bike.

Wednesdays I’m at the Capuchin Soup Kitchen in the near-Eastside area, building up a bike repair space and setting up repair workshops with the kitchen guests. The route to the Capuchin Soup Kitchen from the bike shop takes us to the heart of downtown and then east on Larned or Lafayette to Meldrum. My supervisor Joey led the way on day one, of course first loading up the bike trailer with a couple of mountain bikes and a box of tire tubes and wrenches… and attaching it to my bike. I’m the intern, I get to haul the bike trailer! I was pretty apprehensive as we tied everything down with tire tubes, but I felt empowered sharing the road with cars and using my own power. It was way easier coming back with an empty trailer however…

I’m glad my internship involves so much activity. “Business casual” office work is something I’ve done before, but not my ideal lifestyle. The Hub is basically an unheated warehouse, but that just means breaks to run bmx boys bikes up the stairs and back are frequent and necessary. I liked having a wrench in my hand on the first day, learning some new things. My ability to teach depends my ability to learn, and so far I’m excited about doing both.

Angie

I live in Detroit, participate in my community, make art, ride bikes, plant seeds.

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