I'm going to document the day, keep tuned…. Buying supplies just after arrival. We begin with coffee…. Class is about to begin Next day, ……. just no time to do anything on the blog, but I'll add a few photos…… Jacaranda tree…. freemotion zig zag applique..
Our class in Oman
Just a short note to everyone to say "THANKYOU" for your amazing support…. I must admit, I'm rather overwhelmed. We were in Oman when I got the news. Yes, I taught all day and I think it was the best antidote to sadness… I just kept busy. We finished class a little early yesterday and flew to Kuwait and now I'm sitting in the classroom preparing for another couple of days…. Keith is handling preparations to go home. I have lot to share, but it will have to wait until tonight….
Just a short note, Mum passed away this morning. It was quite hard teaching today.
I have no internet, so no blog for a few days. Our Mum is very low and so I will be home early…..
There is something very satisfying about becoming the traveling companion of a person on a journey of creativity. My Journal Quilt class is one such jaunt. As we travel we gather memories. It may be a photo of an occasion tucked away in a box. It may be a picture in a brochure or book. Creating memories in fabric is a tactile re-discovery of that experience. Blending color with thread, creating a memory with fabric, ink and pen. My students are well on their way on that journey.
Wednesday was a quieter day. Keith and I visited the College where my sister and her Husband teach. We engaged in conversational English with 15 adult male students and it is compulsory that they are attired in their national dress, more commonly known as the Dishdash. The fabric, the finest Japanese cotton. Jan, (a photographer like me) and I spent time in a local shop exploring the texture and design of the fabric. Jan had an idea to document the different ways the sifrah is wound on the head. So it's a project when I get back from the tour on the road (in the plane) to photograph the folds, the embroidery and fall of the fabulous fabric. (from behind) Kandoura: A single-piece, full-body outer garment that looks like a long shirt or gown. It is almost exclusively white in colour kafiah: A skullcap that forms a cushion for the headgear Sifrah: A straight-cut cloth that is placed evenly over the head and shoulders. Also known as a gotra Agaal: Black rings made from …
I can't believe my luck as I sit in this mini bus on this a most perfect day. There isn't a cloud in the sky. It's hot ( around 30 deg ) We're driving along a road that clings to the side of huge limestone mountain ridge. The sea, blue, glazed and pristine is on our left. The horizon blends from sea to sky. White sand completes the pictureI catch a flash of water spray as a dolphin jumps high in the airOccasionally there are Inlets on the mountain side of the road. The light is soft and touches the tips of the palm trees and catches on the minarets of the occasional Mosque and flat roofed houses.Goats scramble over the Stoney earth climbing high on the sheer cliff. We arrived late at out destination so we were escorted to our boat by speed boat, it was no where in sight when our driver spotted a pod of dophins. I scrambled to the front of the boat, video and camera in hand and hung precariously …
Under the Spell of San Miguel de Allende. Under the Spell of San Miguel de Allende
36 hours of travel and we are finally in Dubai….it was a very long haul. Now how can it be that as we are getting off the plane in Dubai…. a lady who was sitting in front of us suddenly bursts forth, "Oh, you're the quilter" !!! So there you go, quilters are noted all over the world. A canadian couple sort of snickered – you know, "the universal quilter snicker" and she put them straight…"No, she's famous" I've not picked up a camera in 3 days….it's 3.00 am and we've just eaten. The Internet is plugged into the phone and stretched precariously across the bed and I downloaded BBC programs in Heathrow to watch in bed…. That's my day folk. 4 Planes, 4 lots of security, 4 countries, immigration and drawing a Zebra……!!!! is that really the last letter? Oh, and the guy in Dubai had on pretty thick glasses, he asked me if I was Pamela Anderson? What mysteries will we find tomorrow. San Miguel to Dubai…. what a comparision.