Jaipur, Design, inspiration.

Its getting harder to keep up with the blog, I’m a day behind but all I can say is this is probably the most amazingly visual trip I have ever undertaken.

Street photography. – Jaipur.

A small temple in a workshop, men Gathered to chat to people in bright colors on the street, to silk hanging to dry High into the sky. Images to make your heart beat just a little faster.

Block printing in Jaipur.

We see block printing often, and we are also presented with those wonderful woodblocks that seem to find their way to the craft shows we attend. Seeing how they are made was fascinating. There is always a story behind everything we handle and this one is fascinating.

Writing and traveling. – a casual observation.

I’m a long way behind with the blog, (well a day at least) and today was filled with so many treasures that it will take ages to share. These images and observations were taken as we traveled yesterday.

Lost in Delhi – or something like that.

I actually visited there before and I enjoyed the experience. You travel through the narrow lanes on rickshaws, vehicles are unable to go down the narrow lanes. The poor rickshaw driver strains under the heavy load as he negotiates his way through the throng. Overhead the electricity wires have thousands of wires entwined and hanging from very precarious positions like electronic lace. I’m almost afraid to look up, the imagination goes wild.

Mixed emotions, sadness and sheer joy. A textile journey.

We began the tour with a visit to the historic India gate. Whilst photographing the landmark itself, we noticed 50 or more women working in the gardens close by. They carried long hand-made brooms and their brightly colored clothing was obscured at times by a small cloud of dust as they swept the ground. Some ladies were crouched pulling weeds. The temperature and the humidity was in the 90’s, I just can’t imagine how hard that is.

My head is spinning with design, and I suppose I could say desire.

We had a superb day, but by then end the heat takes a toll on the body, these ladies lifted from the lives of suburbia were thrust onto the interesting and at times pure darn scary roads of Delhi. Yes, we also drove down the wrong side of the road amidst 5 pm traffic to get to our turn off quickly. We dodged thousands of motor bikes. We saw a family of 6 on one bike, and the variety of helmets makes your head spin.

You can just turn in front of anyone or cut off the car to the side of you as long as you use your horn. I love it and I’m in absolute awe of the drivers their driving skill is amazing.

Fabric to make you heart skip a beat – sharing how I’m going to use it.

Yesterday, with a roll of quilts under my arm and a package of teaching supplies I was waiting for my driver in the lobby. Suddenly the quilts were whisked out of my arms and onto the counter of the porter…. In alarm I kept an eye on them as they began to wrap my quilts very neatly in Newspaper!!!!!! Ohhhh. They then presented the parcel with a small handle tie and and expression of complete happiness. “Please don’t rub the newsprint off on my precious quilts “I thought, and the end of the story was that they were just fine. I gave a small class to some friends here in Delhi and we had a wonderful day talking, eating, listening and sharing ideas on quilting as they completed a small project.