Well, Sunday was a glorious day and I was thankful. The studio space can be a little cold, due to the fact that I have two missing window panes from over exuberant young men with footy balls! But I was blessed, the sun warmed us up; in the morning, the smell of eucalyptus tickled our noses and in the afternoon we tolerated the red cabbage for the sake of our 'art'! Another great day at Bye-Ways and we all went away a little the wiser and a little more gripped by the world of natural dyeing.
This rusted chain is still working it's magic on the hand-felted scarf.
Some very experimental use of stamens from the Arum Lilies mixed with wild mint and red onion skins.
Who could ever tire of onion skins? The Navajo Indians admired the humble Allium Cepa as did the marauding masses in Europe for it's easily extractable colour...and we love it too!
Apart from sharing ideas, spending time with like minded people and creating some magical marks on cloth, another bonus in running workshops is the impetus to organise, cull and generally clean up the creative space.
I did alot of dyeing yesterday. Each piece; I considered the destiny of each piece...pot, sewing project, butterfly, already good and don't know then happily filed them in the appropriate basket.
I have many balls in the air, many plates spinning and (my favourite) my hands in many pots at the minute.
End of the Line Festival in Belgrave is just one of them and it's a totally exhilarating project to be part of. It's the inaugural year and hats off to CJ and Brent from Limerence, ably aided with their band of trusty organisers for instigating this.
This is the space I will be inhabiting for the day. It's the tranquil space, a place to take one's ease, a place to plan your next move, a place to chew the fat. Other artists will be there too, performing, playing and exhibiting, workshopping, teaching....just confirming who this week....super exciting.