I loved the little waders and I spent quite a bit of time filming them. I think they are called Wilsons plovers. They run in cartoon style up the beach following the receding wave and then as if on cue, they turn as one and run back up the beach keeping just ahead of the wave. It was like a Bird Ballet.
Tag: Travel.
Grandma teaches Quilting….
I walk a fine line in those preparation months. Balancing my role of Mother and house Frau and maintaining my identity as a Tutor/Presenter. Realistically, the family don’t understand the measure of my involvement. How can you explain it.? Grandma teaches Quilting….
About 30 people in our family need me at home and 100’s of people around the world have invested huge sums of money to attend class with me. The pressure is immense, I try not to let it take over my being, but I don’t think I would be human if I didn’t worry. At times, I’m preoccupied and forget to finish a sentence or even a conversation.
Textile Journey.
I’m not going to write anything like…. ‘It begins’ rather, each city I visit will be unique and be in a place of it’s own.
The art of Quilting is reaching across the world.
Kantha, Appliqué, embroidery and quilting have been in India since the 6th century. But now there is a movement into the quilting arts of the rest of the world, I have a vision of sharing my ideas on textile art using modern technology.
Mr Aditya Gupta is presenting this opportunity in Delhi to Indian participants from the 3rd to the 6th of March I will be teaching three of my own techniques to the ladies. Laurie Tigner will be teaching Quilting on the Handi Quilter. It’s a great honor.
It’s almost 3.00 am. At home I could get up and with coffee in hand wend my way across the brick courtyard to the studio. But here in Antigua Guatemala we have just one large room so it’s a bit difficult to do my usual thing of getting up early and working without disturbing husband…
The images from the Sistine Chapel – at the Dallas State Fair.
I have been to the real one and like millions of others I did sneak just one photo but to see it at the size it was produced was awe inspiring.
Portaits from Nepal – the kind woman.
The kindness of a stranger, a lady who’s life is far removed from ours. There is a connection because I will create an image in fabric.
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.
Suck it up girl you can do it.
So today, wearing cotton, linen and silk I bless their natural properties when crowded into a shuttle bus for 20 minutes and driving across a busy Tarmac in Dubai. It wasn’t a pleasant experience and with 100’s of arms raised high in the air, the hands clinging to the bright yellow plastic rings for support and the lack of air conditioning I said to myself…. Welcome to the world of polyester.
Capturing The essence. – Texture and stories.
I try to capture the soul of the scene. I don’t take wide panoramic images, I like to stand back and just capture the scene as it happens