Preparation for travel is always part of the excitement of taking a journey. I personally prepare my cases after unpacking the last trip. Clean them, wash the covers and the pods you store your clothes in and put them back in the case in preparation for the following trip. Whoops but this time I can’t find my big old green case weigher…. or whatever you call it. I’ve had it for about 12 years…but somehow it has not been put back in the right place after my last return (which by the way was only 4 weeks ago) Packing the cases, means extending the imagination as you do so. What to wear on each occasion, and then maybe a few spare interesting outfits, but at least I won’t need winter clothes this time, it’s going to be hot, hot, hot, just as I like it. On this trip I’ll even get a little down time with friends and for me that means shorts and T’s, and no responsibilities for a few days at least. …
Having the freedom to stand out there in silence, under the sun, observing the history of this area is wonderful.
I concentrated on capturing the texture and the patterns made.
Yesterday I had a day off from work in the studio. My Sister and I 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 and simplicity talks for itself. These ladies are indeed true Textile Artists.
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.
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… Well here I am and I’m going to enjoy every minute.
Hop onto a plane in Houston and travel 24 hours, change the time zone to go backwards and you’re in Delhi, India at a very unusual time of the morning. (2.00 am) but with a gathering of spirits in immigration, lines and lines of tired people from all walks of life, you finally do get to you hotel at 4.00 am. So you sleep a little and feel you are invincible because you slept 4 hours. I knew I wasn’t really in the best frame of mind because I was not happy with the state of my room in the light of day, or the fact that we were placed at a very small untidy table for breakfast. This one’s off the list for me. That’s what travel does to you at times. Irrationality strikes and you become a bit crabby. However, I chided myself for my less than satisfactory understanding and faced the day with great optimism. Time to explore, time to look at the Textiles that play such a big part in …
I’ve been trying to post both my trip images and the rest of the Houston images. I have so many more to share, so this is todays gift.
Finally winding down now that we are here in Antigua Guatemala and my group is just wonderful. That said, our feet pounded the cobblestones over 17,000 times today. I decided that we would eat at a different restaurant each morning for breakfast and our Guide Carlos took us to an amazing restaurant. I didn’t get the name of it, but I will post it later and I highly recommend it. I tried a drink called Arroz en Leche, basically it’s thin rice pudding…. Oh, so delicious and best of all, it’s just a dollar. Our Itinerary was to walk in the town this morning. I was cool and mild, the sun peeked through the clouds and sent delightful colors streaming down the cobblestone streets. The volcano is spewing lava and steam creating clouds of mist. (but I’m told its safe) I love the walls of this city, so my first photographic genre was to capture the texture and color. This is my favorite wall. How many colors. One wonders just how old the doors are? …
This category is the hardest to photograph, but please take a look at the detail in these quilts. The quilting is amazing.