All posts tagged: journal

India – Textiles unwound.

On the road in the state of Gujarat.   We arrived at Rann Riders late morning yesterday. It’s a resort of sorts because it is close to the wild donkey area and a lake where there is a lot of wildlife. There are no other guests here right now, tourism is down due to a hike in prices because of high  GST. The GST has been lowered but somehow it prevented Indian tourists from traveling this year. The 3 hour drive from the city was peppered with interest. First of all the roads are busy and very narrow in the country and there are speed bumps every half mile so progress is slow. I’ve encountered it before, but I always forget about it until you are actually on the road. We passed fields of cotton and I was able to get out of the car and take photos of it in the field. The temperatures are very high, almost 104 yesterday and I find it hard to see the people working in in that heat. Granted …

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.  

Make the most of every day.

Share your love, your joy, and the things you have learned on your journey
This will be somebody else’s courage.
Travel the world and feel every moment of the experience.
Love with passion, give freely, take with grace.
Speak honestly, walk with pride and learn constantly.
Once you have the tools, you can build the life you dream of.

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 …