not a bad return

Karen Workman has kindly given me permission to share the contents of an email she sent me - here it is.

i've substituted her friend's name with ****** as i hadn't permission from [the friend] to publish it

Hi India
I just wanted to share with you something extraordinary! At theSouthern Felters Convergence held in Masterton NZ in Sep/Oct this year, I had my landskin wrap there that we made in June with you in Gore. I had taken it to USA and it had been in an exhibition of participants work in Massachusetts, and my friend had worn it to opening night at Haystack on Deer Isle in Maine. ****** ******, a felter from New Hampshire had worn it to her Convivium pot luck with 10 neighbouring women. I had thought she might like to wear it to WOW in Wellington so it was just lounging over the back of a chair, tucked in to a table in ******'s room. At the Bazaar, a visitor, an artist, spied it and asked about it. After ******* claiming that it was the Piece de Resistance of the convergence, she wanted to try it on. ****** brought her over to me. She was trying it on in the mirror, expressing her pleasure and I kept saying, it is not for sale and "I don't sell my samples". I put a price on it that i thought she wouldn't pay, and she paid it. So I have sold my 'sample' for $2000!! I thought you would like to know that I am excited about the method you taught us and Monica from our class has produced amazing pieces, especially with the pleating effect!

Thank you so much for giving us this gift!

that's about a 625% return on her workshop investment. wouldn't mind such returns myself!

let it shine

remember that scene in the film 'Love Actually' in which Hugh Grant's character is door-knocking in search of his beloved

and some small precocious children demand that he sings Christmas carols? remember the look on his face as his minder joins in with a deep and lovely rich fruitcake voice?

i had such a moment today, attending the funeral of an old family friend. the congregation rose for the singing of the 23rd psalm and suddenly the most wonderful tones emanated from the gentleman next to me, a deep and glorious tenor with the velvety texture of dark chocolate that has been gently warmed by an open fire.

and it was generously loud.

so i joyfully sang harmonies, reflected on the great pleasure that singing with others can give and thanked our departed friend for having this other friend

who brought such delight on an otherwise sad day

crockett cottage studio

we had such a wonderful time at Mansfield earlier in the month

working with stitch and cloth and plant dyes at the beautiful Crockett Cottage Studio

that it was decided there should be not just one retreat held next year, but two

especially as

several brave souls from the first class

have already put their names on the list for next year

the studio is owned by Sally Harvey [who also took the photo above]

a woman of passion and vision

who has beautifully retro-fitted an old cottage

so that it features a lovely big well-lit studio

outdoor dye, print and felt area

with a sweet deck off the kitchen

where one can enjoy the end-of-day sundowner

pleasantly located on the fringe of Mansfield

overlooking the golf course

and with an abundance of interesting flora in the region

it's the perfect place for

gentle sewing circles

drawing

bio-regional dye investigations

and satisfying walks

i left Sally with a list of dye plants

to help inform choices as the gardens are landscaped over the coming year

so as the years pass we'll have even more lovely growing things to choose from

popped over to the studio website [in order to get the photo at top]

and found that several people had very nice things to say about their time there

you can read them here if you like

and here's the plan for 2010

November 1-5 Mapping Country

November 8-12 the FeltQuilt

workshops run 9.30am-4.30 with morning /afternoon teas and vegetarian lunch supplied

cost AUD$590 includes materials kit

the first workshop overlaps the High Country Festival so it's wise to book accommodation early for that one

please click here to send a message if you'd like more detail on the classes

and to see what other workshops are being offered at Crockett Cottage Studio you can access their website here

and last but not least i'd like to wish all the friendlies out there in Blogovnia a very Merry Puddingfest [apply that to whatever you celebrate during the holiday season] and all the very best for the coming year

...i'll be dreaming of a White Christmas

climate change policy

just in case all those delegates in Copenhagen are trawling the net looking for answers in between their bickering

here's my "climate change policy".

STOP logging the forests NOW

take back the chainsaws and give the loggers spades and seeds so they can plant more trees - it'll be gentler on their backs and will mean that their grandchildren might have air to breathe.

[and in case you're wondering, half of that paddock above is now planted to trees]

trees convert CO2 to Oxygen, handy stuff if you want to stay alive

also

no trees = no rain

no rain = no food

now that we've sorted that, we can start tackling the problem of reducing polluting emissions.

blink of an eye

flitted briefly to Sydney to visit Planet

and catch up with friends

who'd come all the way from London

Sydney's bones under the brickwork

the Irish famine memorial

marks underfoot

marks on trees

marks on cloth

and

the waterfall paintings of Hiroshi Senju

found in a delicious book

at the Art Gallery of NSW

orienting myself to boro

while navigating my way to the airport and trying to avoid toll roads as well as Melbourne's zero tolerance speed cams

i chanced upon Tombo, in High Street, Northcote

it's a rather lovely store full of delicious oriental treasures

including several large

indigo boro pieces

i also found an exquisite Indian box

just the right size for my tide of pearl buttons

and justified its purchase

of course i need that box

so i can fill it with buttons

and photograph it for my next book

good thing there was space in my Brown Bag

now that i've caught your attention...

when i went to Ohio earlier in the year to be an anonymous student and refresh that lovely feeling of being an innocent abroad

i met lots of lovely folks in my class

some of them kindly send me notes from time to time

Christine Mauersberger [whose exquisite textile work fills me with awe] has just acquired a plot in the virtual country of Blogovnia

the place where we all meet and play from time to time

though barely begun

it's full of fascinating links

and well worth keeping an eye on

click here

to swing on by

the bird in the tree

somehow i can't bring myself to flatten the surface

that's the front above

behind, below

and if you look closely

you can see the silk has birds woven into it

it makes me think of a book i read as a child

'the bird in the tree' by Elizabeth Goudge

and also of the Phoenix

magically reborn in the fire

the recent time in Victoria brought forth many fire stories

at Healesville there wasn't one of us

who had not been affected by fire in someway

whether recently

or back in '80 and '83

ash-dusted sisters

relishing the fresh greens of the whirled

more high country stories

on my 'day off' i drove up to Jamieson

where

i collected maple leaves

and borrowed a beautiful stone

from the river

when i returned to my digs

i sewed [by hand]

a shift dress

from some lovely silk that my friend Marion had sent me

tucker in that wonderful copper pot

i wrapped the shift around the stone

with the leaves

and with some other things i had gathered

along the way

those cherry coloured marks are from Hypericum perforatum

[St John's Wort]