Catch up - instalment 2 - it's a 21st!

A 21st birthday is still a celebration, despite the 18th birthdays, the 16th birthdays, all sorts of graduations and events. It marks the entry into adulthood, possibly in a more serious way than the 18th. The 18th is a bit pragmatic...you can now vote, drive and drink. Well here in Australia, anyway.

So, my oldest has turned 21. We've had a lovely Sunday lunch with family and close family friends at Cafe Matto in Heidelberg, run by an old friend of ours. It was a lovely lunch and we were well catered for. My kids still have both sets of grandparents and they enjoyed helping him celebrate.

We then followed up with a party at our house for about 25 of Michael's friends. It was catered for by good friends of ours. It was fun catching up with these young people, many of whom we had not seen since VCE. Boy, they sure do grow up!

Here is Michael thanking his friends.

It's fun to discover your son makes funny speeches and lovely to hear his friends talk about him with genuine warmth.

Happy 21st birthday!

It was an odd birthday: arthroscopy on his knee ON his actual birthday, singing nurses are just fun! Blue icing, that was a little TOO blue, everyone with blue mouths.

I hope he remembers it well.

Catch up with my trips - Instalment 1 - Bendigo!

Yes, it's that time of the year again! If you can, you've probably been to the Australian Sheep and Wool Show in Bendigo. A must pilgrimage for those interested in anything woolly. From those selling their sheep and showing them to fashion and those of us in between.

As usual, we travelled en masse on the train to Bendigo. It may be an early start, but it is very convivial with six of us and attracting more on the two hour journey as we knit and chat.....and the journey home.

It's a time to meet people, look at the Woolcraft competitions, sheep, some cooking, and, of course, the various traders. There's lots more, some day I'll do more than just glance at the sheep dog trials. Amazing owners controlling dogs, controlling sheep....most of the time!

I did manage to make a few purchases.

There's the natural coloured wool tops and yarns.

LLama fibre from Granite Haven Llamas, tops from Jarob Farm, Chocolate yarn from Bennett & Gregor and a huge (500g) cone of Cash/Merino 1ply from the amazing Charly at Ixchel.
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There's the brightly coloured tops.

from Kathy's fibres and Wool n Wire...

Can't wait, must start......

Spinning some wool tops,

and, knitting the amazing mink/angora from Charly.

Next year, it will be even more exciting.........see you there!

Drawing in the Grampians - II

So what did I produce on my week away?

I had a couple of goals in mind. One was just to do some serious big drawings, with an attempt to get them to some sort of completion. I managed two.

For me, drawing is about seeing and recording. If you spend alot of time, carefully observing something, you manage to see so many details. You can feel yourself change as you get deeper into the picture. It's almost like a light switching on. Whilst I would love to make great drawings, that's not the main aim of my ongoing 'need' to draw.

The next aim was to have another try at painting. I find I need to separate the two aspects of drawing: the line or structure, and, the colour. So I figure, with painting, that I can record colour. I've been reading a book on Fred Williams, whose landscapes are disceptively simple with big blocks of colour and 'blobs' of colour for the smaller features.

I tried several times, and while they weren't successful, they were a step in the right direction. I decided to use gouache, rather than watercolour or oils. It allows you to paint thinly or thickly and dries quickly. My colour matching wasn't great, but that's the subject of the next blog!

I attempted to put down just blocks of colour, then I painted over them a stiff brush to make ragged dot marks and a sponge to also try and get texture into the picture.

I then took the first picture back to the cabin and tried again. Working from a picture in 'the studio' isn't a skill I've achieved yet, so a worthy first attempt.

Oh, and I did finally, on the trip home, draw an olive tree.

And, don't they photograph well.....

Drawing in the Grampians

As part of the Diploma of Visual Arts course, we can attend a week of drawing at Mt Zero in the Grampians. In the western district of Victoria, the Grampians are spectacular and a drawcard for rock climbers. We stay in the Mt. Zero cabins, basic accommodation, mainly for said rock climbers and school groups. It acts as a base, and with a real fire and good company, we bring our food and wine and share.

The treat this time was paella, sadly in the rain, but accompanied by sangria was not a bad deal for the week.

Day one is driving. I go on my own and plan some stops. I've found a gorgeous cafe in Bacchus Marsh, where I also try and buy locally grown food from the roadside food stalls. There are gorgeous little towns along the way, Beaufort, with a great op shop and, this time, I visited Seppelts at Great Western to pick up a couple of bottles of wine!

Day 2 is a drive into the Grampians, about 10 minutes, with Aboriginal Art, beautiful views and great rocks. This was when I strained my back, so that the next day, I didn't participate in the sculpture around the dam. I did document it with my camera, but the idea of bending down did not excite me. The afternoon, I decided to climb Mt. Zero. Only about a kilometre, with a rock scramble at the end, but it took me an hour one way. I stopped to do quick sketches, drink and rest.

It was worth it! The view was spectacular, and, although a little windy, I had lunch up there, drew and took photographs. A slow and slightly sad decent, interrupted, surprisingly, by the thud of the rock wallabies! I felt very satisfied. The is to be my last year and climbing Mt. Zero seemed a fitting exercise.

Thursday, was a trip to Mt. Zero olive farm. Always a mixed bag. It's a delightful olive farm, just under the shadow of Mt. Zero. The olives are wonderful, I bought a 2kg jar to take home! The olives were just about to be picked. However, drawing olive trees is my nightmare. They seem to demand that you draw every leaf! 

So I stayed away from them and had a very pleasant day.

Friday is the drive back. I went back the long way through the mountains to Halls Gap, the main town nestled in the Grampians. It was a very pleasant and spectacular drive. I finally made Ararat where their gallery is wonderful with two exhibitions, both very interesting. One ceramics and the other, Lucy Irvine with her sculptures created with cords, plastic tubes and plastic ties. They were graceful and beautiful.

It was a little difficult driving home as there was some rain whilst I was on the dual highway part of the trip. Lots of trucks sending vast amounts of water over the car, does not make for stress free driving in the dark! 

But, I did make it home, feeling tired and happy, after a great week.

Photo critique

After the photographic expedition to the city with Leanne there was more! As part of the day I was asked to send 5 or 6 photos for a critique and I was sent back both altered photos and a few words. I wanted to put them side by side and compare them, so here they are:

1. The left hand side is sort of floating. Should I have zoomed in or out more?

2. Needs cropping....zoom in!

 

3.Did it need cropping?

 

4. Which way round?

5. Needed to get a little more abstract.

6.Triangle, what triangle? Oh THAT triangle, sometimes you really have to look where the lines are leading you!

I've paraphrased the comments, but it is interesting getting someone else critically looking at your work. There is a need to focus more intently on what is the purpose of the picture, either in the subject or the strict composition. I also need to learn to play with Photoshop a bit more to get the most out of my photos!

Thanks Leanne!

Historical dyeing at Harrietville

Always excited to do some dyeing as it's the one area I'm not really set up to do, seriously, at home. In particular, an indigo dyebath is a must. It's a magic process, as the yarn comes out green and as it oxidizes, it turns blue. And every shade of blue. If you ever get a chance have a look at one and always take at least one skein, as there is often enough to have extras. (Just remember to ask and don't just plonk in your skein as this can upset the dyebath, or more particular, the creator of the dyebath.....the dyebath does not like air!)

At Harrietville, for each of the three sessions that you can participate in there was a different dyebath. The first was Osage Orange, the second Aliziran which is a substitute for Madder and lastly the Indigo dyebath.

I dyed a skein of each of the colours.

I also dip dyed a third. This was some wool boucle from Glenora that I found in my stash. So about half was dyed Osage Orange, the other Aliziran and then we just dipped in the middle and you can just see the blue, but also the touch of green and purple as the colours mixed.  Love it. Thanks to Jan and Carmel for their work and patience.

The 50gm balls will make fingerless mittens and the boucle will make a scarf, if I find the right pattern.

And just to prove it's not just textiley things, here's the beautiful, just picked corn from a roadside trader we had last night. Beautiful!

All sorts of things happen at Harrietville!

On Friday night, after travelling to Harrietville, eating a meal at either the pub or motel, we meet in the dining room for an information session. Of course, there have been diversions to Euroa for breakfast and obtaining supplies from First Editions, lunch in Benalla, stop in Myrtleford and other pleasantries, but this marks the beginning of the official 'Harrietville weekend'.

There are sometimes surprises. A wonderful spinning machine, in the process of being built by the very capable Graham. It's based on machinery that he saw on his trip to England which uses rings to control the spinning, and, as you do, he decided to try and build one. It's not quite right yet, as it overspins and Graham says that his machine in not 'beautiful', but I would argue with that!

After all the information, we retire to do some spinning, knitting, then off to bed trying to decide what to do first!

Some of us have other plans, and, as we have done for a couple of years, we had a surprise planned for the morning. This time it was in the dining room.

They're teeny tiny hearts from the lovely Lucy in the Attic and we did lots!

There were some extra outside.

What was really nice was that there were very few left at the end of the weekend. People wore them as earings, hung them off buttonholes and took them for friends and more! We left the last with the cafe over the road, and managed to grab a souvenir for ourselves. Success! Thanks Catherine and Anne.