The season is slowly but perceptively changing.   The nights are 

drawing in and today, the last of the Summer Workshops for children.

Blue, blue, all is blue, including myself at the moment. Still have to

store the workshop equipment, including the indigo bucket. 

Indigo under a gazebo, as the white clouds covered the sun.  

So great revealing the magic of indigo cloth, and then the mad

dash to dip and discover.

I managed to grab a couple of pix during the mayhem.

Nice pieces of clamping and manipulation

I think these are amazing

two best friends managed to

produce matching t-shirts

My last indigo workshop at home this weekend.

Never mind, there is always next year!

a package has arrived for me

so many labels

wrapped in blue plastic

and it's taller than me

but what's this?

explosive materials?

no, it's only silk velvet and muslin - I think!

perhaps I should take it out into the garden

and prod it with a long stick.  Ha, ha!

indigo harvest

the 'bunch of grapes' after a dip in the indigo vat

ne-maki, or thread bound circles

both these pieces are now on their way to Australia

bon voyage

my photographic session came to a swift end,

a goodly dollop of rain.  However, I managed one

more shot before I had to dash inside

a smallish piece surfaced from the indigo basket

another dip in the vat lost the white   I like this 

effect - dark blue with lighter blue - might have

a special use for this particular piece

shibori harvest time,

ripe for the picking

hanging out

A small kantha from Dhaka, Bangladesh

You can enlarge the image.  


I first thought these might be ladies, note
the possible green bra.  There again, perhaps
 musicians!  On the left a dole drum, middle
looks like a percussion instrument.  Jury is
still out on the right hand figure.  

home again

A too short, but lovely break.   Very Cornish weather!

In the right order, it rained during the night and the

days were warm with amazing skies.

The view from the rooftop restaurant at Tate St. Ives.

Slightly moody, taken through glass, with reflection of moi!

The actual colours so amazing.  White sand going down

to a turquoise and bright blue sea.

Young Ben tucking into olive bread at

Jamie Oliver's restaurant, Watergate Bay.

A treat for me

A bit indigo, don't you think!

Busy days on the beach, watching boats in the

harbour.   The odd pastie or two consumed.

My big grandson Sam and his group opened

Falmouth festival.  Their first proper gig, and they

were fantastic - well I would say that wouldn't I.

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Tomorrow I will join my men in Cornwall.

Where we are staying is more a 'not' spot 

than a 'hot' spot.   A few days to wind down,

a bit of beach combing and looking in rock pools.

The shop will be open for business on Monday.

Meanwhile the elephant lilly

It looks like a helicopter, waiting to take off.

Five more flower heads emerging, slowly. 

 I'm impressed.  Note to plant, please wait

for the full display until I get home.