Back in 2008, Michael and I made our first foray to India, spending most of our time in the city of Bangalore. This was still early on in our travel career and I was not super comfortable traveling around by myself, but one of the days I screwed up my courage and headed to a local Fine Arts Gallery. I went back and read my entries for that day and loved the memory……
Sukumar had told me of a Fine Arts Gallery that was fairly close to the Institute and I had been able to find it on a map that Paul Billy had given me, so I ventured outside of the main gate and hailed an Auto (Rickshaw). It did not seem encouraging that it took four drivers to figure out where I wanted to go even though I was pointing to it on a map!!! They finally agreed and I set off with one of the drivers. Since I wasn’t really sure that he knew where he was going, I watched closely on the map. He stopped a couple of blocks short of my destination but I gratefully alighted on the sidewalk. We were in front of a fancy hotel, so I asked the guard where the Gallery was and he pointed me off down the street. As I was walking past, another Auto-driver offered to take me, but I told him that I needed the exercise…..he laughed. When I finally got there, the same driver was waiting for me and pointed me to the entrance!!!!
The gallery is part of the College of Fine Arts. I spent a few minutes in the store which sells not only the student’s art, but that of the professors as well. I came close to buying a painting, but was concerned about how to get it back to the US. (NOTE…..if this had been today I DEFINITELY would have bought the painting and worried later about how to get it home)!! I paid for my entrance to the gallery….just 10 rupees (2.5 cents)!!!!!
As I walked up the stairs, a woman met me and showed me into a gallery. As I entered the darkened gallery, she turned on the lights and fans and stood with me while I looked. This first gallery was filled with paintings that had extremely bright colors. I finally found a plaque that said that the pictures were painted with tempera paint.
As I left the gallery, the lights and fans were turned off, and I was shown into another gallery where the lights and fans were turned on again. This continued all throughout the galleries and I came to enjoy the company of my “minder”, even though she spoke very little English. As I entered the topmost gallery, the floor was covered with a thick bamboo carpeting, and my hostess was laying down on the floor. She started to stand up hastily as I approached, but I motioned for her to stay put. She said thank you and that she had a “bad back”. I told her that I understood perfectly and that I might well join her on the floor. As I finished the final gallery, she looked at me and said “Last”…..my signal to leave!!!
As I left the gallery, I noticed some more art that was in a garden area just to one side. Since I did not see a “No-Photo” sign, I took a few pictures of the outside art. My favorite piece was mounted in a tree. It was a series of giant ants made from wire and plastic wrap that culminated in a large “nest” high up in the tree. There were even some ants at the base of the tree, fighting to be the next to climb up. It was very entertaining!!!!!….
As I walked around the campus a bit I noticed a young woman sitting at the base of a Banyon tree and was greatly moved by the image.
After this SUPER long introduction, this is my “Almost Wordless Wednesday” offering!!!
Now let’s finish the story of the outing…..
As I left the compound, I spoke with an Auto driver who informed me that would not take me back to the Institute, because he would not be able to pick up a fare inside and would have to come back empty. Another older driver came up and said that he would gladly take me. He was wonderful and talked to me about the area that we were driving in. He pointed out some of the houses and said that this was a very rich area, but that most of Bangalore was not the same. I told him that we had been living in Bonasvati and he seemed relieved that I didn’t think that Bangalore was filled with rich people. I told him that he could drop me at the front gate, but he insisted on driving me to the door of the guest house, yet another example of the friendliness of the Indian people!!
Back in the 1980’s Michael and I spent 6 years in Canberra Australia and loved every minute of the time!!
We were particularly enamored with the birds and horrified our Aussie neighbors by chasing a Sulfur-Crested-Cockatoo all around the neighborhood trying to get a good photo. We then learned that it had a nest in the tree in our back yard!!!
In 2008 we returned to the Sunburnt country to visit with friends and for Michael to do some work. Fortunately, some of the visiting took place on a sailboat in the Whitsunday Islands!!! Many mornings we had visits from a series of Cockatoo’s who were waiting for the proverbial cracker!!
I attempted to shade the sun with my hand but I am extremely glad that my efforts failed!!
I love photographic technology!! It started when Michael (my boyfriend at the time) was given a Canon SLR camera along with a couple of lenses. As he learned how to use the equipment, he taught me as well.
We SWORE that we would ever move to digital photography but after taking 10 photos with our new point-and-shoot digital, we were hooked!!!
And then came cell phones and I loved the fact that I had a camera with me at ALL times. And the other fun thing about the cell phone camera is that it can get into spaces where another camera simply wouldn’t go.
This photo is a great example of that perk……
This giant mushroom photo was taken by placing the camera on the ground beneath the canopy and snapping away.
I love the lacy quality of the underside and now I understand why pixies like to sit under mushrooms!!!
For the last year or so I have wanted to photograph ALL of the quilts that I own, including ones made by my Granny, my Mom, my friends, and by me!! I knew that this was going to be a HUGE undertaking and kept putting it off.
My sweet husband, Michael, pushed me to go ahead and get this task off of my list and said that he would be happy to help me with the project.
Yesterday was the day!!!
The first step was to get all of the quilts out of the closets, off the walls and down the stairs. Well that part was fairly easy….I stood at the top of the landing and dropped quilt bundles onto the floor below….
They were then stuffed into the car…..
We laughed that, if we were involved in an accident, we would be WELL padded!!
We arrived at our local art center (Lyndon House Arts Center) and while Michael unloaded the car, I set up the photography area. We were in the Fiber Room which is where our guild charity bee meets. I had to move some storage shelves and tables but was soon able to get the area ready for quilts. This large design wall was already in place, but I covered it with black felt to provide a better background for the photos…..
After the initial setup, the process was the same for each quilt……
Pin the quilt in place….
Straighten and fluff…..
Take the actual photos…..
Take a few detail shots….
I also measured many of the larger quilts and noted the sizes
AND REPEAT……135 times!!!! It got easier as the quilts got smaller and smaller and, at the end of the photo session, we were doing a quilt every minute or so.
Next came the re-folding process……
….re-packing the car and now they all need to be returned to the closets, beds and walls…..
I just wish there was a way that I could throw them UP the stairs!!!
If you are interested, I videoed the process for one quilt…….
This Almost Wordless Wednesday harks back to our 2010 trip to Italy. On one of my sight-seeing days, I visited the amazing Duomo di Milano. As part of my “tour” I traversed the 250 steps upward and spent over an hour just enjoying the views of Milan but mostly the amazing architecture……
I know that Wednesday isn’t supposed to be about quilt inspiration, but sometimes it is hard to separate the two!!!