London and the Whirlwind.Posted: June 13, 2011
Silly me, I had forgotten about two year olds and their constant activity, I thought I could sew, sketch, draw, paint, stitch, write, blog, get places quickly. But sadly no!
This is a blurry picture of the whirlwind, not that it is easy to get her to stand still long enough to take an un-blurry picture. Here we are getting ready to go for a walk, I made the bag, under instructions, for her last year and it still goes nearly everywhere.
This tangle of trunks is a secret place in the garden that the whirlwind has been going to on Wednesdays for noisy activity and socialisation! Texturally I thought it was lovely. Overhead it is a mass of green leaves and mauve rhododendron flowers!
When I was a child, my maternal grandparents had a picture almost exactly like this in their large, book lined hall. Then, I thought it was quite dreary. I thought this photo, that I had taken, was glorious, it had been raining and it really looked as though Nelson had commanded a break in the clouds. The photo is taken from the steps of the National Gallery in Trafalgar Square. I loved the gallery, it is inspiring to sit in front of Leonardo’s “Madonna on the Rocks” – an unfinished work! Especially knowing that it is over 500 years old and the original.
These are some rusty metal shapes that I picked up in ‘Liberty’ of all places. They are flat and I am hoping to get some nice rusty imprints from them when I get home. The paper underneath is some anaglypta I managed to get for free, as a sample. We can use it for texture on fabric with dyes or paint, it would also be a great quilting design.
Spring is such a lovely time to visit England, everyone has a little bit of cottage garden somewhere around their house, some times is is just in a pot. This is an aquilegia, we grew them in our tiny garden in Auckland but not this colourful or perfect. As per usual I have taken lots of photos of flowers and also some moss and lichen and doors, and of course many of “the whirlwind”!
Last weekend was Person’s first in England so to keep him awake we took him to some National Trust Sites for a bit of fresh air body clock adjusting. One of these was Batemans, which was the English home of Rudyard Kipling, and the other was Scotney Castle.