moon, stones

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 Warrnambool TAFE have cancelled their May workshop with me [with only three and a half weeks notice...hmmm] - this means that the only other opportunities Australians will have to take part in a class with me on home turf this year will be at the Natural Dye Symposium in Melbourne next month.

shall be taking those trusty boots to the US [twice], the UK and likely also France in the second half of the year

i'm teaching a class at the wonderful Geelong Forum in September[class full, thank you] but there are places left with other [and excellent] tutors. click on the link to find them...

and the sparkling silver lining in that cancellation is that i can get my garden in shape for some filming in June and make new work for an exhibition in Cleveland, Ohio for October. a door slams...windows fly open!!!

making tracks

these are my besties.
wool socks knitted by Jo of Aotearoa's South Island
and nine-lives boots acquired circa 2005
that have been around the whirled a few times
and up and down a few hills
wandered along lakesides
and through quiet woods

today i picked them up from the boot hospital
aka Roberto The Cobbler who has been mending my footwear
for some thirty years, bless him

this time he sewed on a few more leather patches
gave them tough thick rubber souls
and new heels [time wounds all heels]
ready for the stairways of San Francisco
later this year

but for now
my boots and me are off for a while
out into the whirled up north
where the dust is red
the mopoke calls
and the stars hang low at night

more thoughts on careering wildly

thank you everybody for your contributions to the discussion in the previous post. I hope the Lamb has found information of use there and let me say it was never my intent to be callous, sarcastic or hurtful in my answers, merely as honest as i could be.

it occurred to me that i should have included more in my answer. eg that my income is not derived entirely from simply colouring cloth
but from a number of sources

it is important to distribute the eggs between several baskets
in case you trip up
in my case it means writing books and articles [most of these don't pay, Handeye bless them, DO]
making costumes for dance
teaching classes in dyeing cloth/paper , felt-making, stitch, garment re-construction, pieced cloth
or various combinations
taking the odd dress commission [but only from people i feel empathy with, otherwise it's too hard for me to make something that will work]
and in between finding time to 

i do teach a lot.
teaching is the main source of keeping body and soul together.
to keep the teaching fresh
no class is ever exactly repeated
the topic may be similar
but there will always be something [at least] a little different
otherwise
i might speedily find myself confined to social nutworking in a secure facility
luckily
the kind of work i do
seems to attract interesting people
with whom it is a pleasure to spend time
and
plants and water are different around the whirled
which means there is always something new for me to learn as well

i noted among the comments to the earlier post
mention of health insurance, long service leave etc.
these benefits do not attach to this particular sole practitioner
on the other hand
i don't have to ask for permission
if i suddenly decide that pouring walnut dye onto a piece of organic cotton canvas in a motel carpark on the California coast is the best way to spend that particular morning

i noted also that one contributor mentioned she had found her soulmate early on and that the soulmate made it possible for her to chase her dreams
she's one of the Lucky Ones
i've met quite a few folk whose Significant Other is happy to be a Patron of the Arts.
guess the other option is to chain your soul to an educational institution in the hope of the security of tenure
but then
you also have to do the Devil's Work
administration / marking / constant justification of you being there / sucking up to people you might not otherwise want to give the time of day

as a friend of mine [who sadly drank himself to death in his 39th year*]
once said
"life is a rich tapestry
of loose ends"

*Christine's comment to the earlier post about a life on anti-depressants strikes firmly home here

by request

firstly this is for Samm cos she asked how the flotsam dress worked [see previous post]
hope the scribbles make sense, adjust sizes of bits to fit own body
[hint - measuring with a piece of string much better than using a tape-measure]


and then in answer to another request which arrived as follows [published with original spelling but name removed] :

...I am about to graduate from college and I was hoping that I could email you a few questions because I am really interesting in your chosen occupation and want to know what to expect...

 to which i initially responded :

To be honest I never had a career plan other than architecture but shall do best to answer queries as long as you don't expect an essay! 

I'm curious about the phrase "what to expect". I have few expectations and so find that I go through life being pleasantly surprised. 

and then came the reply [my answers are in green]

I was just wondering about simple questions like what do you do on a typical day at work. Do you find the work repetitive or is it different every day. it is different every day. thank goodness.  

How long does it take you to die [um i'm hoping you mean "dye"] the material [oh thank goodness, you were referring to cloth. i'm not ready for the other yet] and then begin designing your clothing? i make the object first and then dye it. it could take a couple of days, or six months or a year  

What kind of work can I do beforehand to be successful at finding sustainable plant dyes and making clothing designs? be curious about everything. it helps if you treat it as play rather than work 

Would you recommend any type of classes or something that will make a person ready to start creating dyes besides reading your book? yes, mine. or Tracy Willans'. or Roz Hawker's. or Nalda Searles'. 

Do you plan out your own designs before you begin with the dye or is it purely experimental? depends on the project  

What kind of salary do you make if you are just beginning in your field. wondering if this question is a joke. i have never had a salary in this field. even now after over twenty-five years professional experience i barely end up with a profit. but i have enough and that is all that matters 

Is there anything really good or bad about your job that persuaded you to start besides being really good for the environment? i didn't choose my field of work just for the environment. i do this because i cannot "not" do it. it's called a passion. if you don't have it, don't do it. that goes for anything.  

Do you have any advice for people that want to follow in your footsteps? see previous answer. and it's better to make your own footsteps [people walk at different rhythms. try walking in someone's footprints on the beach sometime. can be tricky.] 

 Is there a lot of demand in what you do or is it very difficult to start? it takes 100% of me and then some. that's what makes it fun.

the flotsam dress

i promised my students i would show them how it turned out
so here are some quick images of the flotsam dress
now that it's dry and the shibori stitching has been removed

Kaz Madigan over at Curiousweaver has some shots of the bundle being undone [in the rain]

rather better images than mine
shot against the sun this morning

doesn't look too spectacular from a distance
the devil is in the detail

sea fossils on cloth,  perhaps

a last look at the Pacific [until May]

another splendid day for play

what shall i do today?
perhaps i need a bit of colour

i said colour...they look a bit brown.

now that's more like it...
the spectacular hues derived from bundling
Davidson's Plum

 

a  student from afar [Switzerland via New Zealand]

discovers the joys of Eucalyptus ecoprints 

[on wool cloth woven in Japan and acquired in NZ]

participants have brought in an abundance of plant material

- this climate is so plant-friendly i'm sure i could toss a cutting over my left shoulder and it would have grown roots by the time it hit the ground -

[if i lived here, i'd be planting Japanese indigo]

 

the  ecoprint above came from the plant shown below

 

 lovely pecan leaves

 i think of these as 'tagetes', locals call them 

'stinking roger'

 some of us worked harder than others.

at the end of the day

i betook myself to the Pacific Coast

where i found plenty more to do

loitering...in Taree.

 

these chaps are loitering

even though

the sign says NO.

at least i'm not being disorderly
well, not so as you would notice

just hanging about
gazing at the multitudes of fleurs
and the abundance of water
while on my way
to
play

heading to class
i saw a deer in the woods