Tuesday, 7 August 2012

the usual

dyeing cloth
stacking stones
revering rust
a good day

 

tomorrow i'm heading north
like this little chap

finger-painting on the wall by at
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11 comments:

  1. Unknown7 August 2012 at 17:17

    Wonderful photos and very interesting looking dye project.
    Barbara

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  2. Yvette7 August 2012 at 20:24

    safe trip...

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  3. Jennifer7 August 2012 at 20:37

    Not sure which I drooled over most - the dyed silk or the rusty bits. Safe travels.

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  4. Monda8 August 2012 at 03:31

    Thought about you today when I ran across this.

    You've inspired me to have another yarn dyeing day.

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  5. Liz LaSorsa8 August 2012 at 04:03

    Those rust bits are really doing it for me. A good mental picture to take with me through the day. And so glad to see you put all those lovely eucs to use...well worth the little forage. Safe travels up north through the forest. Love you to pieces. Xoxox

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    1. india flint9 August 2012 at 14:21

      aww. thanks me dear
      and
      yes
      i did [have a good forest wander]

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  6. Lynda Howells8 August 2012 at 06:06

    oh swoon..all those coloursxxxlynda

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  7. lalazoo8 August 2012 at 17:32

    Ciao India, I'm Laura from Italy. I find your blog and I fall in love of your work!! Now I have both your fantastic books, that I'm reading.... They are precious!!! I hope you will came in Italy for a workshop. You've inspired me! Kisses

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    1. india flint9 August 2012 at 14:22

      thank you! who knows where i'll wash up next...but wherever it is details will be on the workshop page at www.indiaflint.com

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  8. Annette9 August 2012 at 06:44

    it all looks so yummy.. enjoy enjoy...
    hugs

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  9. Tarla 10 August 2012 at 14:33

    So inspired, ran off to the op shop to gather fabric, heading back to the south west of wa and my folks to hunt for offerings from the sea in their back yard. My farm on Tamb Mountain in Qld is now seen as a feast of possibilities, even the horrid weeds and a different shape. with Thanks o Tarla

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