Throughout the years I have become more and more health-conscious. I rarely drink sodas, fast food is limited to the occasional In-N-Out Burger, and I’m working out more than I ever have. My nemesis in my quest for superior constitution however has always been discovering a way to incorporate more fruits and vegetables into my diet. Well, serendipity came knocking on my door New Year’s Eve and dropped an electric juice extractor in my lap. The Bunnicula inside of me awakened.
Experimenting with the juicer has been an adventure; I must say, fresh apple-orange juice with a splash of ginger is nothing short of phenomenal! Besides feeling better, the greatest benefit is that juicing has really forced me to dive headlong into the produce section of the grocery store like a spaceman exploring a new, exotic, green planet. Strange new foods are suddenly being injected into my life, kale, collard greens, and beets. They all await the plunge down the shoot to be blasted into juice, however, now that these items have sneaked into my home, I have found myself actively searching out recipes for these refreshingly bizarre ingredients.
Feeling a little guilty bleeding these fruits and vegetables of their essence, I decided to give them the spotlight for this week’s creative thing. Personifying broccoli and other produce to express their outrage over being slaughtered for my benefit, seemed fitting. They were to be protesting the cruelty against fruits and vegetables, holding picketing signs and perhaps even staging an Occupy Dean’s Kitchen event. However, I just so happened to have made some juice before they got too organized, told them it was made from blended bugs and insects, called it Soylent Green and left some out for them. They loved it. A little while later I managed to capture the perfect photo. Enjoy!
A big thanks to Terry Border and his Bent Objects for the inspiration! And check out my friend Charlie’s Blog, The B-Roll, for his take on this idea.
This entry is part of 2012’s Project 365 – A Creative Thing a Week.
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Dude! I love the little mug that the broccoli is holding.
Thanks! Haha, it is a Barbie cup, I found it over at my parents house. Worked perfectly.
“And the angel of the Lord came unto me,
snatching me up from my
place of slumber,
and took me on high,
and higher still until we
moved in the spaces betwixt the air itself.
and he bore me unto a
vast farmland of our own midwest,
and as we descended cries of
impending doom rose from the soil.
one thousand, nay, a million
voices full of fear.
and terror possessed me then.
and I begged,
“Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?”
And the angel said unto me,
“These are the cries of the carrots,
the cries of the carrots.
You see, reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day
and to them it is the holocaust.”
And I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat
like the tears of one millions terrified brothers
and roared,
“Hear me now,
I have seen the light,
they have a consciousness,
they have a life,
they have a soul.
damn you!
let the rabbits wear glasses,
save our brothers…can I get an amen?
can I get a hallelujah? thank you, Jesus.”