Month: June 2010

Budgies in the bosom.

http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12821900&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=&fullscreen=1 Postcard from Alamogordo from holland on Vimeo. Here in Alamogordo, it's balmy, even though it's only 6.30 in the morning The storm clouds have cleared and we're in for a hot day once again. It's set up day for the event and we're having beef and green chilli burritos bought in for breakfast. !!!!!  Yesterday was preparation… and a few funny things happened.. First of all, I've saw myself "flashing" on  digital screens in the city… we had to come to a screaming halt in the car… so I could photograph it…. I know, I'm a bit strange. Then again, it's the only time I'll be flashing in the city…!!! so I need to record it for the grandchildren. We visited a shop in the town…. a woman sitting constructing jewelery, suddenly out of her blouse popped this little fellow… Budgies in the bosom…. no it isn't a budgie, but parrot doesn't rhyme with bosom…!! There was a wonderful team preparing the kits for the event. I was impressed. Two gorgeous young girls had …

I had an entire day of travel yesterday. I had the luxury of a bit of a sleep in (till 7.00 am), then everything was packed and double checked and the good fairy "Lenora from Kenora" made the long trip down to Winnipeg with my red glasses that were probably found under the bed. Bless her…. She even took me to the airport… her parting words were. "I should check and make sure your plane isn't delayed." "I'm fine," I said, not wanting to impose further….. up to the counter to check in and the sweet lady behind the counter said. "Oh, your flight has been canceled, you're not leaving until 6.00 pm." LENORA…… WHERE ARE YOU? OK, so I made the most of it… I sat in the little cafe, ate a bagel and cream cheese and drew…. So this is a short description of the drawing…. The clouds in the sky and at times a little rain The bugs. Pine trees (of course) The texture of the fabric I designed… but maybe we …

A soiree in Winnipeg

I was awake early this morning anticipating another move. I finished my work, packed the cases with precision and care and at 9.30 Audrey picked me up in her comfy Buick. I really like Buicks, my friend Joan has always driven one and they sit like a brick on the road. We drove past high rock escarpments surrounded by high pine trees. Marshes, reflecting the blue in the sky and sometimes inhabited by Canadian geese lay either side of the road.  Tall white tree trunks stood lifeless in the water and looked like a giant had been throwing darts. Pink and blue lupines, orange tiger lilies and daisies lined the roads but eventually gave way to flat fields and pasture. My hotel the Marlborough Hotel is full of character and characters. There is a Manager who sings to himself and drums his fingers and whole bevy of people who speak a different language… one that I can't identify. Mr Manager didn't miss a beat, giving directions between whistling, humming and drumming… I wasn't fooled. How …

The chip saga – my confession

So chips have little to do with quilting, but they have a lot to do to "adding to the ambiance" I will confess, I was tempted… I felt guilty after I ate them….. We also have vinegar on our "chips" in Australia… The chip truck was right next to the hotel but it was raining and blowing a gale… I bought them after I had done some videoing and I was on my way back to the hotel. I had to balance the hot, uncovered bucket on one hand… the rain pouring down onto the fries…..and I hid my camera and leather bag in a plastic bag. I had a tripod under my other arm and I was trying to get into the lift without anyone seeing me… Which I did…. !!!!

How do you make time to create?

Time to create? I'm often asked the question, "how do you find the time to create"? I have time, we all do. An hour waiting for a plane…. eating a meal on my own, on a bus, on a plane, …….at the moment, I'm packed ready to leave the hotel and I have 3/4 of an hour…. a luxury of time and it made me think that most of my spare time is spent creating. Now I have my Ipad, I am even more productive. !!!!! For instance, I have an entire art gallery with 40.000 pictures in it… It's called Art Authority and as an App it takes me on a journey to the best galleries in the world… I also have the entire works and history of  Leonardo Da Vinci Using my spare time being creative is not new, I've done it since I was a child. I think we all did when we were young. If you have 15 minutes, what would you do. A little stitching, take up pen and paper …

More information on the chip truck.

A note from Lenora and I thought it was interesting to add to the Chip Truck story. "I was just reading your blog about "Ye Olde Chip Truck" that wasn't always called that. It was just "The Chip Truck" until a new owner renamed it about 20 years ago. I grew up in Kenora and I can't remember NOT having the chip truck on that corner. There used to be a grocery store where the market square building is now and the chip truck sat on the corner of the parking lot. There have been several owners but the lady who served the chips for years must have been John's wife and I think her name was Mary.. She was pleasantly plump and always wore a white dress and apron. Some days the smell of chips and vinegar in the street just pulled you to the truck like a magnet. She always asked "Do you want salt and vinegar?" and who besides my sister in law doesn't have salt and vinegar on their chips? She …

Walking out on a wet day.

If ever there was a symbol or institution by which Kenora could be identified, it would be Ye Olde Chip Truck at Market Square. It is as recognizable as Husky the Musky and draws every bit as many people if not more as an attraction. The difference between Husky and the chip truck is that with the fish, you can only take pictures. With the chip truck, you can eat the best French fried potatoes east of Vancouver. The origins of the chip truck are a haze in the memories of nearly everyone in Kenora. Most of them figure the truck was just always there – like a mushroom that sprouted overnight. In fact, the truck made it onto the Kenora scene in 1957. John Hutchuk was a bush pilot from the Toronto area who flew seasonally for Parson’s Airways in Kenora. He got the idea of buying an old truck and converting it so he could make and sell French fried potatoes on the streets of downtown Kenora. He bought an old delivery van …

The power of the weather.

I just woke to the news that 35 tornadoes http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/35036491001?isVid=1 hit Minnesota late yesterday. The town, not too far from where I spent a lot of time has been devastated. A small storm whipped through here yesterday afternoon, whitecaps rolled across the lake and it's still quite windy outside… I have a day to explore today. I'm visiting a quilter and going to film in the town. Then I hope to do some designing.