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New Zealand, the land a soft white clouds.
Travel with me.
Travel with me.
“What is this, an Alphabet or something”  I asked Miss “A’s head wobbled  …  she shifted awkwardly on her spindly legs. She dropped her head and looked sideways. “Anyone for a cuppa?” Chirped a sweet voice . A cup with a tippy teapot and spindly leg popped up from another drawer. “Would you like…
Yesterday I had a day off from work in the studio. My Sister and I Â visited the Art Gallery of South Australia. As a member I get lots of wonderful information about lectures, talks and cultural walks and after attending one of the talks I came across this exhbition. I think it’s beauty…
Splish, splash, splonk….
“Hum ….La de dum, Hummmmmmmm.”
Splish, Splash …
Where was it coming from?
Miss “A” for Attitude smiled and waved her spindly arms.
A long thread of wool began to unwind from her cardigan. I watched in fascination, what would happen if the rest of the wool unraveled.
Then another splash reminded me that there was water coming from the drawer …Â How could that be?
I finished this small sample completely today by adding strips of Kantha to the border, well actually as the border… now it goes into the class demonstration file.
Stay tuned for the new tour information on our Textile tours to India 2018, Thailand 2018, India  2019 and Guatemala.  Possibly more.  These are the educational tours where everyone participates. I will teach art, photography and a little about Textiles, but we will have tutors  to take you through many of the  techniques of dying, printing and stitching and the amazing history of textiles.
I’ve been traveling and it isn’t as easy to write an extensive blog each day. Depending on the speed of the internet in my hotel it often takes time to add the images.
So here we are 2 months later and now I can add the images I missed.
I’ll begin with Houston and I’ll add the few images I took of the  Van Gogh Cherrywood Challenge 2017. I think there were 465 submissions and each and every one I saw was stunning.
I’ve been home a week now. It’s all moving too fast and I have a lot to catch up on after two months on the road. I will finish adding the Houston photos and then do the essays on India and Thailand.
The colors take your breath away. I love the constant movement of fabric and flowers.
When I was eleven, a friend of my Mothers showed me pictures of the Taj Mahal, she had visited as a travel agent and my imagination went wild… I will never forget that afternoon its still very vivid in my mind. How could I imagine that I, a poor shy kid for the suburbs would be able to visit it… Â Well here I am and I’m going to enjoy every minute.