All posts filed under: The Textile Journey.

The Taj Mahal.

India. Traveling out of Delhi we move in a stream of traffic. Our speed is slower than others on the road because there are new legislated speed limits for passenger buses and trucks, so we are passed by a ribbon of bikes and tuk tuks, hand on horn and a speed way attitude. Our driver is practiced at not coming to a screaming halt as a motor bike overtakes us and seemingly pulls in far too sharp, Well I’m putting my foot on the brake from the seat behind him. I’ll keep us safe. Like most large cities the sides of the roads are decorated with advertising, but even that is interesting, because now and then there is a huge picture of an elephants and I  even saw  a sign with a heard of water buffaloes that appearing fleetingly as we passed. The road signs are in English and Hindi and the advertising is all in English making this part of this trip to Agra  a normal city departure. We are stared at by the locals …

Days in the Indian Sun.

Day one of our Indian Textile tour. Take 12 people from 4 different countries who  know little about each other. Put them on a plane to  travel for 24 hours (or a little less) and they come together to create a memory in a country far from their home. The feeling  is carried forever, the experiences are exceptional and many years of  thoughts of the past are intensified with the images you carry in your heart and your hand. I don’t always give my memory the chore of storing the amazing things I see and do, I rely on my images. I know how to take a good picture, I’ve been practicing all my life, but if you don’t have the image experiences that I have, you can still learn to take a soul stirring picture to remind you of those wonderful moments.   That’s part of this happening. Early morning and the sun glowed orange and we took advantage of the cooler part of the day to visit India gate. India Gate is a memorial …

Colours in India.

I just have time for a short blog today, and these images were from a trip to Dilli Haat craft market in Delhi two days ago. I go there each year and its a good way to see products from all over India in one place. Sure, its a little commercial, but I enjoy the experience and I often buy a small piece of precious fabric. However, this art piece is 10 foot X 4 ft six inches, and now it’s mine. It’s hand embroidered Kantha on silk.

Continue the Journey.

The book of travels   Delhi My day began with the most delicious breakfast. Sitting in a restaurant where you look quite out of place is an interesting experience. I think I was the only European person visiting today. I sat amongst young women in beautiful Saris, Business men in suits and Indian tourists. Its exciting to see what is on offer for breakfast and my choice was baked yoghurt, Mint and lemon water, Ginger Tea, some bircher muesli, prunes and walnuts and a Masala Dosa. Finished with a much needed cappuccino. It was actually lunch time in Australia, so I took my time, did a little drawing and enjoyed the ambience. The the body said rest again and I laid on my couch covered myself with my white muslin cover and fell asleep until 12.30 pm. It’s been a quiet day, I’ve had a lot of work to complete and I’ve only had a short walk in the garden to get a little fresh air. Tomorrow I take the camera out to seriously capture …

Influence of India – the quilt.

I’ve had a busy few days and I’ve finished two quilts this week. “Edna” the Elephant. The idea of the elephant was on a poster on a wall in India. I can’t find the picture, it was just in my mind somehow. I began with fabric from India, the green fabric and the orange is Cotton Rubia fabric. Of course the Taj Mahal is  real and drawn with pigment ink on the rubia before it was sandwiched. This is one of my own photos. Th ink worked well on the Rubia fabric. Kaffe Fassett fabric worked well for the blanket. I colored the orange with white ink and the tusks are white fabric that I have illustrated. The ink is pigment and permanent. In beginning to quilt it, I first stitched around the pattern on the blanket in black thread. then the elephant was quilted the same way. I freehand drew a continuum of the pattern of the blanket onto the body of the elephant, it reminds me of the henna patterns we all have …

The things that stir the imagination.

Our travel companions will be exposed to the beauty, the day to day workings and sometimes, the sheer luxury of India.  For me, the excitement of my trips is waking the senses and being challenged. I enjoy exploring and capturing what some would say is the mundane with my camera. So we will source our tools to work with in the markets of Old Delhi.