January 18, 2012

One eye in the middle of his forehead

Day two: a nice sojourn in a cave. And say, what are these giant rolls of cheese doing here? And barrels of milk? Let's hang out here for a while and snack on these deliciou----WHOOOOAAAAHH!

Elizabeth read the Polyphemus story to the crew (augmented to a Scylla-worthy six by a new arrival) before they worked with clay to craft bowls, jugs, and giant cyclopses.



 

For a snack, pita was rolled out from scratch, consumed with Greek hummus and feta.



Then, back to drawing.



Finally, peploses!


Some of the crew expressed sympathy for blinded Polyphemus -- after all, Odysseus and his crew had intruded upon his cave and eaten his food. And don't forget the touching tale, recounted in Ovid and elsewhere, of Polyphemus falling for the sea nymph Galatea, inviting her to "come live with me and be my love."



She spurns his entreaty, and in rage he kills her lover Acis, the stuff of opera.