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 …
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’
We live 20 minutes from the beach. This was a photo I took last year at this time. I love my journey and a part of that is that 2017 has gone and I look forward with great excitement to 2018. Sure there have been ups and downs… some have been almost too hard to even talk about however, you get through them. But for Petes sake, we live in a spectacularly beautiful place. We have relative safety and I for one appreciate absolutely everything, from sitting in ‘my’ special old chair, watching TV, eating vegemite on toast and making my own coffee. To traveling to exotic places staying in amazing hotels and meeting extraordinary people. I’ve met and worked with hundreds of people throughout the world in 2017 and its an absolute privilege. Then again, you don’t have to travel to distant shores to define beauty. Just stop and look around you. New year is just another day on the calendar for me. It’s not special, its just a date and …
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 …
It is the day before the quilt show begins, all is in readiness, the show is up, the vendors prepared and the participants excited and nervous.
My theory is that when you travel you’re in the moment and there’s so many things you can’t predict happening. But if you enter the race with a sense of humor you get to the finishing point with a wonderful collection of memories and stories.
I bought rolls of the paper in the dark storeroom below. We had little idea of what we were buying because there was no light.. just an occasional flicker of a torch. I have a duty to use the paper, which I have begun to do today and as I handle it the memories flood back.
We have 26 Grandchildren. The Grandies we call them. Many of them are now adults, but a many of the younger group have spent a lot of time in the studio with me simply because they love to sew/craft. Miss Tilly Lived with us in her early life and grew up ‘working’ in the studio as she called it. I took this video when she was 4, now she’s 11, but it’s still so precious. I found it going through some old files today and I just sat and smiled. Fabulous memories. I’ll let it speak for itself. Its just the simple art of sharing your ideas with your Grandies with no strings attached. Mummy’s Hat by Miss Tilly from holland on Vimeo.
I just decided to document the day as I was deciding the best way to make this new project.
Even the hotel concierge at the closest town was a little coy. Somehow you get the feeling that something is wrong, but of course you have no way of working it out. He did tell us that the park closed at 8.00 pm and it was already 6.00 pm. The evening was closing in and I was anxious to catch the light and the park was 24 miles away. But we arrived in good time and prepared to pay and drive through the park.