Working on The One Wheel customisation for Suzy/WoolWench and listening to Coldplay. There should be something to show next week... I love this job!
Here is a really cool story that quite a few people have brought to our attention recently. Suzy from Holland/New Zealand (WoolWench on Ravelry) has had a very unique idea on how to become the proud owner of a new Aura. She has made a page on Indiegogo that operates similar to Kickstarter where she exchanges services for support of her project.
I personally think the story behind 'The One Wheel' is fantastic so if you are interested in having a little smile - or better still, supporting a talented and creative lady, take a visit to the following URL.
Here is a sample of what Suzy is creating and selling on her etsy page
As a small addition to this story, we have offered to customise Suzy's wheel if she reaches the target to make it a little bit more special!
Until next time
OK, day 7, I have been shirking writing this story about our final day of travel on the Majacraft experience of the 2012 NZ Fibre Festival. Even more infuriating is that this is my second attempt. I had made great progress getting this written before I managed to lose it all through quirks of WordPress and my own stupidity. However, despite my reticence, it would not be appropriate to avoid the dramatic finale to our seven days away. After all, there are so many unanswered questions, "did we make it home", "were there more flat tyres", "was tea waiting for me and my children remember me". In brief, yes, no, yes, yes. However, here is the recounting from the beginning to flesh out the picture.
We had a nice relaxed start at 9.00am and waved goodbye to Rosalie and Graham after a restful visit. We did not really have any objectives or tasks on the return so this story is mostly a relaying of interesting sights and experiences. Our first stop was at Otaki which has a bunch of garment factory shops which Glynis suggested we stop and look through as there are often bargains to be had. I was also quite keen on a coffee break and this bakery cafe caught my eye. I thought the name was very cute and fun and liked the way they had presented themselves.
After half an hour we were on our way again. Over Christmas this year, Owen was given a biography about a New Zealand possum trapper/hunter/jack of all trades called Davey Hughes who, with his wife, started up a business called Swazi that makes hunting and outdoor clothing. I ended up reading the book through twice for many reasons including it was a jolly entertaining read. I very much admired his ethic in Swazi as he is committed to providing employment to local skilled craftspeople that work in the factory. Despite the opportunity to make more profit by not doing this, he chooses to support his local community. He is quite a character and often makes appearances on the "Border Patrol" series which is a reality TV program about New Zealand and Australian customs as he returns from wild hunting adventures around the world. He also drives a big black Isuzu 4wd that has been called Bodacious. I insisted on visiting the Swazi factory shop in Levin to see where it all happened. It appears as though Davey was in that morning as Bodacious was parked out the front of the factory. I confess I was a little star struck!
We had a lunch break in Taihape which was near the middle of our journey and is a regular stopping point for travellers. They have a large corrugated gumboot on the outskirts of town that is quite a clever feat of engineering and there is an interesting story about the gumboots and the significance to the farming community of Taihape but if I explain it, my description may come across as patronising which is completely not my intent so I will leave it at "we had yummy soup at the cafe and here is a picture of the Taihape gumboot".
My final little story involves the Lord of the Rings. As I indicated earlier in this saga, I am a bit of a movie geek and even have the Location Guidebook. Stepping sideways a little, there is a stretch of highway in New Zealand that is quite high up and is called the Desert Road. It is one of the areas I really enjoy travelling and would like to explore the land more on foot. Anyway, back to the LOTR thread, Orodruin which is Mount Doom in the movies was based on Mount Ruapehu which is the most significant landmark on the Desert Road. I always have a little smile to myself as I drive past and note I live not so far from the land of Mordor (where the shadows lie ).
So, we did make it home again, although surprising and unsurprisingly at the same time, a seven hour journey took us over nine hours. We did not have any punctures and we have a mechanically joyfully uneventful drive. My children did recognise me and I had the pleasure of cuddling and reading them stories before they went to bed. My wife and family missed me and to top it all off, I had a tea waiting for me!
I (and I think I can speak for Glynis here) had a great time, meeting new and old friends and sharing what we do with amazing and creative people from around the country. I am very grateful to all the people who helped make it happen in direct and indirect ways in workshop: Owen, Rob, Lance, Baz, Scott, Andrea, Amanda and of course my family for being very accommodating of my time away.
Thanks for reading and until next time (touch wood it will be loom news!)
P.S. a later amendment. Mount Ruapehu was certainly used for scenes of Mordor and on Mount Doom but I have to confirm that it actually *was* Mount Doom - it might be Mount Ngauruhoe which is just across a bit and missing photographing the correct one would really break my story a bit. I can, with conviction, say that Mount Ruapehu is 'mostly' Orodruin
Day six. The final half day of the show and our last day in the South Island. Again, there was a lot of interest in the loom and while I know in this little saga I have been sharing, I have been talking about the loom while revealing pretty much nothing, here is a little teaser which you can dissect and see if you can work out some of the things we have done!
Mary Hall of Hallblacks has an amazing story. She has told me much of it in detail (and I am going to coopt her into writing more out than I have space for here) but the overview is she has been contracted over the last two and a half years by a company called 'Three foot seven' to spin yarns that are to be used in costuming and set dressing for a little movie coming out this Christmas called "The Hobbit". You may have heard of it... From what she relayed, much of the spinning was completed using an Aura in combination with a Country Spinner (huge bobbins). She demonstrated the technique for a short while in the morning which was very cool as I am a big movie geek.
Being so busy on the stand, we barely got time to visit any of the displays in other areas of show. There were however some displays of fibre art in the foyer. I am fascinated by work with New Zealand Harakeke (flax) and I absolutely love felt work. Here are a couple of samples of each that artists had exhibited. Jill Gunn is the felt artist and Heather Baskiville-Robinson works with the Harakeke.
Today was to be just a morning trading session so we were able to pack up early ready to return to Picton to catch our late afternoon sailing. The Blenheim club had done a marvelous job of arranging an excellent venue, world class speakers and workshops, as well as making sure the festival was well publicized and entertaining for all. It is lovely to catch up with friends both old and new and to be in the company of so many creative people. Next year the festival will be in Wellington and promises to be a great event.
Meanwhile we arrived at the ferry terminal to find that our sailing was delayed, we suspect due to rough seas in Cook Strait. When we finally boarded the ferry considerably later than we expected, we found many very tired people. I walked around the decks around 9.30pm and it looked a bit like a prelude to a horror movie with bodies lying all over the floors. Fortunately in this case it was not the zombie apocalypse but rather people sleeping anywhere they could find a space.
It was nearly midnight before we arrived at Graham and Rosalie's (Owen's sister) for a welcome cup of tea and warm bed. The following night would see us back with our families which I was looking forward to very much.
The Saturday - day 5 of our journey was the final full day of trading at the Fibre Festival
Our motel was within walking distance of the venue so we decided to walk as we had no loads to take with us. Our route took us through a pretty little garden area, Seymour Square which had an attractive fountain that was lit up at night. We were interested to see the stone tower in the garden fenced off with warnings about earthquake risk. The Christchurch earthquake is very much still in people's minds down here and fills the newspaper with rebuilding information as well as the continuing demolition. This barrier was a very graphic reminder of the realities of earthquake risk in the South Island.
Today we were treated to a visit by the lovely Karen Severn who is president of a large club in NSW Australia. Karen is very experienced with wool combing and spent some time on our stand demonstrating this. Our own former national president and good friend, Pat Old also stopped by and showed her skill with the stylus. It is always great to have experts who are willing to help in this way and the many people who stopped to listen appeared to enjoy sharing in their knowledge.
Karen Selk from Canada was a keynote speaker over the festival and I popped out to listen to her speak about textiles in India and other nearby countries.. Her slide show photos were excellent and I felt very inspired to visit India again.It was very interesting and good to have the opportunity to participate in at least some of the activities on offer. Karen was sponsored to NZ by Ashford Handicrafts and we thank Richard and Elizabeth and the team at Ashford for bringing such a high profile person out to educate us all.
We had a little drama later in the evening where there was a punch up on the street outside our motel between two groups of ... passionate ... local guys. The police turned up with several vehicles and helped them work out their differences.