So as I write, very soon about 300 ladies will be arriving here at Asilomar. There is a lot of smiling chatting and animated conversation. Ladies are toting large bags full of goodies, cases roll to the beat of sneaker clad feet and the expectation is high.
I just smile and say ‘Thank you’
I’m a ‘something’ year old Grandmother living the dream of traveling and teaching, creating and photographing and working darn hard simply because I love it. Day 23 of 89 on the road. Sitting at my desk in the Hilton Los LAX, Los Angeles. The sun’s going down and I see a number of planes in the sky maybe they’re landing, maybe they’re taking off, but every move of the plane sends shards of reflected light floating through the air. It’s rather beautiful in the orange glow of sunset. I’m munching on a rather dry croissant and sipping coke zero. Not the most healthy of meals but never the less it fills a space. The time at home in South Australia is 12.12 pm and its lunch time, so the body says eat. It takes me a few days to tell the body that we are on the other side of the world with 16 hours time difference. One thing I’ve learned from many years of travel is to eat when you’re hungry, no matter what …
“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 a nice cup of tea dear”? it said. I couldn’t work out whether it was a lady or a man. But now it has a head I realise it was a chirpy voiced lady. The teapot swung dangerously on her long “C” arm. The teapot jiggled and Joggled. What a surprise, I had met, A, B, C. now.
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.
Plant creative seeds to capture tomorrow. from Iampamholland on Vimeo.
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.
I’m in the design process.
Did it begin today?
No, it began when I took the photo in India a month ago and it’s been floating around in my mind and popping into my mind for short periods of time in the past few weeks.
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.