Recently, I reread The Poetics of Space by Gaston Bachelard, a book that applies the philosophy of phenomenology to spaces and things. Flowery prose, whimsical and speculative, the author plays with how memories are shaped within the home. A mediation of poetry, it forces reflection and realization about innate experiences. The reread conjured a poetic experience with my mom’s rose teapot and orange cake.
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This salad embodies me on a plate. It takes childhood experiences and intersects them with South Asian flavours and ingredients. Each bite is a redefinition of the journey towards home.
Born and raised in Kamloops, the Adams River salmon run was a huge part of the field trip experience of my elementary school years. I admit at the time, I was dismissive of nature. My naive approach to life didn’t really understand the connection to nature. Something so far removed from now, when I am constantly humbled and fascinated by it. The cyclical nature of the salmon run hits a nerve; the no end and no beginning is poetic.