The alarm rang at 5.30am and shocked me into reality. I stretched my legs, were they still hurting from walking for hours on that hard cement floor the previous day. That darn floor always jumps up and grabs me. “No, they are still attached” I mumbled so I figured I’d made it through to today. A little numb from sleep saturation, I dressed hurriedly. The clothes were ironed and hanging from the wardrobe door, (even down to the compulsory scarf) in anticipation of an early start. Lisa had woken through the night and had written a list of things we needed to take with us for the day and I had made a mental note, so we both sanctimoniously congratulated ourselves on our organisational skills (that later fell in a heap) The 12 mile drive to the city of Alamogordo was accompanied by Mozart, the sun tipped the mountains to the right and the sky was mellow and the shadows long. We picked up Ricky and headed to the Old water tower in the centre …
The scenery is beautiful and the trees are so different… but I hope to do a proper photo essay in the next few days
Plant creative seeds to capture tomorrow. from Iampamholland on Vimeo.
Just a short video to share a little about our Australian Christmas. Wishing all my friends on the blog and Social Media an exciting New Year. Christmas at the Hollands from Iampamholland on Vimeo.
I’ve been drawing and writing patterns today as I travel. This is one I’ve done before, but it’s been prepared for thread stitching now. I don’t know how other teachers design and prepare a class. It’s one of those things that are never really discussed when we meet socially. I mean I don’t think it’s a secret, maybe it’s one of those things that you’re never certain about yourself, and if you share it, you might be embarrassed that others see you as a bit of a phony. I guess anyone can design a pattern and sell it to others who have never had the thought to produce one. Some are so darn ordinary. I think….. “Oh my goodness. I’m sure I’ve seen something like that before. It’s just different fabric”. And yes I have, but is anything new in Textile Art? It’s not right, it’s not wrong, it’s out there for the consumer. My ideas come from the need to create and they come from some unknown source. I make no bones about that. …
One of our stops in Mexico was to the BotanicGarden, Cosmovitral. I loved the shapes of the cactus combined with the stained glass and the beauty of a young woman celebrating her special day.
I write this in the bus as we drive to the Doha coffee plantation.
8 ladies in the bus.
I’ve been up since 3.30, catching up on paperwork… mainly for the next trip to Mexico. I’m sure that will be another adventure indeed.
I woke with anticipation in the morning and a just a slight concern about the uncertain. I hadn’t traveled on Jetblue before, I’ve never been to Costa Rica and I was unsure of the timing of the events of the day. But you just let the events slide over you and the inevitable happens. The day proceeds like a thread through fabric, weaving and blending all the events to make one.
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.
No, it’s not how to take a super photograph with all the bells and whistles, It’s a down to earth look at how to take an image and use it to create a piece of Textile art.