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.
I know it makes a difference.
I donate my time, airfare…. Well, everything really and this year we had students come from all over the USA to attend. It’s a humbling experience.
Thank you too to Tutor Sue Rasmussen for donating her time we really appreciate it.
We have about 50 booths and I have to say almost all of the participants in the booths are there with stories to tell, so I will share those with you over the next few days.
I’ve been going through some photos today for an exhibition.
I came across these and I forgot how much I enjoyed the experience. We were in Thailand visiting a Fishing village and our guide took us into the mangroves to feed the monkeys. I took hundreds of photos, most of them made me laugh, but here are just a few.
The South Australian Quilt Guild have a yearly Country Forum. It was held in the Ballroom at the Burnside Community centre. Excited car and bus loads of gals came from all over the State. The idea is to involve the country folk in the guild functions. Maxine Smith (el Presidente ) held the floor and Sandy Jones and her band of helpers, cooked, prepared goody bags and worked exceedingly hard to make this a day to be remembered.
Day 2 of the travels, this part was written in Tasmania and I think some of the Tassy ladies might remember the experiences.