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Mummy’s Hat by Miss Tilly.

We have 26 Grandchildren. The Grandies we call them. Many of them are now adults, but a many of the younger group  have spent a lot of time in the studio with me simply because they love to sew/craft. Miss Tilly Lived with us in her early life and grew up ‘working’ in the studio as she called it. I took this video when she was 4, now she’s 11, but it’s still so precious.  I found it going through some old files today and I just sat and smiled. Fabulous memories. I’ll let it speak for itself. Its just the simple art of sharing your ideas with your Grandies with no strings attached. Mummy’s Hat by Miss Tilly from holland on Vimeo.

By a fluke, (or was it Karma) we found ourselves at the very place where my Uncle had painted the images. But my take on Low Head is very different. Some of the old buildings are still there 160 years later, as are the light houses.

To be honest, I didn’t really equate the two, Joshua Higgs paintings and the fact that we were at Low Head. It wasn’t until I went through my photos last night that I put the two together.

Journey with me.

I’ve had some difficulty with my blog and web page over the past month. They are technical difficulties which are very frustrating, but I do hope I’ve been able to rectify them. Of course many of you know of our journey with Baby Jay now 4 weeks old. He is improving slowly and we are taking it day by day. Thanks everyone for your support. I will be journeying again  very soon. First  to Tasmania, to begin with, then a big old country roundup for the South Australian Quilt Guild in sort of the outback and the next day I fly. I will be joining the Destination Craft group in Nepal. We film the crafts of the local Master Crafters of the area. I can’t wait to see what they have in store for us. We will be  working with a great crew of Directors, Producers and Cameramen. You will eventually be able to view this fabulous series in the US fall. I can’t wait. Our Guatemalan event was off the charts as they say. We have India, Thailand, …

I’m home and I’m humbled.

Jay has a carer 24 hours a day. He’s hooked up to dozens of wires it seems. His little tiny toes glow under the blankets and each movement captures your gaze. One tiny little arm escapes from his muslin swaddling blanket and its attached to a small board of wires, the other little hand reaches for freedom despite the efforts of the staff.