What did make it into the dye pot...

...got a lovely rusty orange colour brewing up weeping cherry leaves ...
fabric left in overnight on top the fire place, keeping the just below simmering.

India's words tattooed in my brain "Time is your friend".

and a deep purply charcoal from the bark in a cast iron pot... dyed over night.

This became a really thick rich dye, i keep replentishing it and re-using it

stitches...

...hand stitching with crochet cotton, on a landskin, playing with the stitches... coloured by nature.

Tanjil Bren tales

The journey up to Tanjil Bren is one i have been doing for many years....

... loving every emerald green, fern encrusted bend and curve on that road.

and gems the forest has hidden away ... if you know where to look...

old loggers bridges... you can peep thru, and watch the waters beneath swirl and flow....

For Pam... Landskins

...some of the 'Landskins' being created...

....beautiful silks, wool, and cottons, have been bubbled up in a pot with eucalyptus leaves, onion skins, iron, to give the most luscious natural colourings

India Flint workshop

A little bit of this, and a pinch of that...

sprinkled lovingly on a merino felt ...

incantations whispered over a bubbling pot...

a wriggle and flick of the willow stick .... Majic!

While i was off on my adventure at India's workshop, i stayed with two lovely ladies, also students, at the backpackers in Warrnambool... and at night i would dream of pots bubbling away, full and overflowing with flowers and petals and leaves, and the incredible array of colours... i couldnt wait to get into class the following day and play .... weeks later... and im still having the dreams, i wake up smiling.... with that same anticipation, and need to go and play and explore some more... Thankyou India