All posts tagged: Feature

Germany at last.

Our first morning in Krefeld was met with bright sunshine. I woke and looked out the window and along the tree lined street were trees in pure spring green, magnolias were on every block and the centuries old dwellings are of immense proportions. I had a relaxed breakfast on the verandah overlooking the gardens and pinched myself at my good fortune.  Gone was the niggling insecurity  of “why am I here” that rears its head sometimes as a Tutor on the road. As an explanation for my comments I’ve  had two months travel so far. Three  countries and hundreds of  people to interact with and instruct and personal space is snatched in small parcels of time. Later in the morning, Lisa and I decided to walk to a local park we saw on the map Claudia gave us and after a small interaction with a couple of workmen over the road, we were pointed in the right direction. How many times did we smile, how many times did we tell each other how lucky we …

A little down time.

Being anonymous is wonderful. I don’t have to share my life story at lunch or dinner. It’s very flattering some times but after 10 days I long for a quiet place and here in my home base in NM I can do that. Besides I’m staying with my best friend and we just enjoy interesting things together like photography,  art and travel.

Crikey it’s a crow

  I’ve just spent almost two weeks at the Empty Spools Quilting Retreat in Asilomar. I was out photographing on a very cold evening. When a crow began to follow me. He landed on a branch in front of me and I just snapped a few photos of him against the sky. I love whimsy, so I decided to draw him the next day.     Then I figured why not share him. After putting him up on Facebook a number of people have begun to re-create him in different forms. Drawing and fabric…So a few friends decided we need a crow competition. So far the ladies from Alamogordo New Mexico are well into the spirit lead by Caron. We need some Aussie crows, and crows from other countries folks And here it is. The PDF of the pattern is below…. so I’m anxious to see how far this goes. The crow. Create the crow, in any form you would like. Deadline for judging.   –  30th of April and there will be a prize …

Living the life folks. – The journey of the traveling Grandma.

Day 24 of 89 on the road. The day began early. Very early. Check the weight of the luggage, I am so sick of lifting luggage, my arms ache, but I had to do it again, no one else is there to do if for me.   Scoot down to the lobby and wait for the shuttle to the airport. I didn’t have any coffee in the system so I thought I did pretty darn well. The lobby was full even at that time of the day and as I walked to the exit, I made sure I had the right amount of cash for a tip to the guy who took my luggage down. There’s nothing worse that trying to find a tip in front of the recipient. I left a $5 tip for the maid in the room yesterday. Jaya (aged 5) wondered what it was for and I explained that it was a ‘kindness donation’ because the lady worked hard to clean my room and look after me so nicely.  She looked …

Living the life folks. – The journey of the traveling Grandma.

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 …

The adventures of the Amazing Alphabet “C”

  “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.    

YARRENYTY ARLTERE ARTISTS: EVERY FACE HAS A STORY, EVERY STORY HAS A FACE: KULILA!

    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.