Coconut Palm Weaving {dilly bag, fruit bowl, taro basket}

Here are some long promised  coconut palm weaving processes

first The Dilly Bag

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and next The Fruit Bowl or Calabash

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the beautiful serpent like weave on the headband was taught after my teacher had been with some weavers from Vanuatu. The ladies wear them for dancing and ceremony and he also said they make the flowers below and stitch them around the band. how beautiful and if you chance to see the vibrant green against some unruly dark curls you will see the island regality! Lily made plenty of these to sell in Port Douglas market and to give to friends. we all ended up using them to keep our hair back.

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and for the advanced lesson, The Taro basket/backpack in New Guinea style as far as I know.

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ok that was fun! now i will scramble my brain and make a double size Taro Basket! {it took hours upon hours} but the result is magnificent and brings a lot of amusement! What an achievement. thankyou to my teacher Aaron. i hope we have many more days weaving at the beautiful Davies Creek! Aaron related to me the islanders can whip one of these up so quickly make straps, sling it on for taro harvesting and when done, toss it into the forest once more! I would love to go there one day for weaving…IMG_0131 IMG_0134 IMG_0129 IMG_0133 IMG_0139 IMG_0140 IMG_0142 IMG_0147 IMG_0148 IMG_0157 IMG_0162 IMG_0183 IMG_0175 IMG_0166 IMG_0168 IMG_0169 IMG_0176 IMG_0167 here you can see the creation of a few days. Note the coconut palm mat which it’s all modelled on… not my work. something to aspire to next year! on the front right is a square bottomed basket. see if you can work that one out!! IMG_0195Weaving coconut palm brings me a lot of splendid happiness!

and now the large Taro basket looks golden and strong in it’s dry form some months later.

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what are you weaving into your life at the moment?  would you like to do a Coconut Palm Weaving Workshop with me next year in Queensland?

 

 

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This moment…

this moment

a fridayish ritual

one special photograph from my week

a simple sweet moment to cherish

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joining with soulemama and many others around the world

I have just visited soulemama’s site for the first time in a few months, and it is still inspiring to see all the knitting she fits into her days! i am going to cast on, well something, when i am finished up here!! i also really enjoyed the piece about cooking with her son. 

happy friday people

Riva Del Mare {a mama knit}

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I recently completed this beautiful Riva Del Mare shawl.

finally knitting something for myself and lady it’s had a lot of wear and a lot of admiration.

the delicate lacy knit has a leaflike pattern along the outer edge which appealed to me. i haven’t done masses of lace projects, but i enjoy the concentration needed and turning lines of gobbledeegook code into something oh so gorgeous!

i may make those socks one day mama…IMG_0248

i ended up test knitting the pattern for Joan and enjoyed it so much I will use it as one of the patterns in my Introduction to lace knitting workshop {for adventurous beginners} at Weave in Bellingen in November. don’t be scared. adventure beyond knit and purl into the holey land of lacery…

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can you even guess the piece begins at the top centre and you knit in a ever increasing arc? so clever!!!IMG_0246

Joan appreciated my photographs so much she has featured them on her pattern! That was exciting for me! you can see them here.

fun fun fun

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i have found the small kerchief a very satisfying size project! i;m looking for another…

might be the thing for that ball of Canadian handspun…

thanks to my beautiful model, you know who you are x

ps i even blocked it! i’ve never done that before….. proper good one knitter now!

 

Chillagoe Queensland

 

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we seek a new adventure in the West country 200km  from Cairns, some warm and dry and open bush. dry out our lungs and explore the limestone caves in the Chillagoe Mungana national park. 

 A retrospective post.

Remembering Chillagoe region, inland, tablelands, North Queensland; August 2013

castles of stone

caves, crevices, dust, marble bones

choking dust

bleak heat

dreamtime vista

turquoise mineral spring bathing sancturary

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there are long bumpy stretches of dirt road which we have to take at 10-20km an hour as we are heavily loaded with extra timber, 100lt water and 80 ltr of fuel, never mind the brain splitting rattling of our 4 tonne home… it’s torturous for me as driver on this hot hot day, and i rage internally {and a little externally} and finally retreat to the bed with sunglasses on as Jesse takes over the wheel. it is my least favorite endurance of this adventurous life. hot travel with no swimming respite in sight, cranky tired hot and bothered children… {be forewarned, i am going to bang on alot about how hot this trip was!}IMG_2422

gathering firewood roadside on the trip in. I am stunned by the dry midday heat, the starkness of sky and and bleached colors after weeks in the lush coastal regions. it is familiar from my childhood in WA and a little part of me also relishes the crackle of crisped leaves and bark underfoot and the open bush and ant trails. epic sky and thin shade kissed by eucalypt breeze

we fill the floor space with perfect dry hardwood for campfires, it’s awkward sweaty hauling but we focus on the enjoyment of fire gazing and cooking. Jesse finds some perfect straight Mulga for making rhythm sticks.

and then we are arriving into tiny Chillagoe township looking for the Eco Lodge as we hear it boasts a small observatory and resident astronomer {part of our attraction to come to this open sky country} a population of about 250. with fluctuating tourism nodded to by the 4 campgrounds. there is a more private camp ground on a property right on the creek near the airport, but the caretaker is ill.

we are simply  heat shocked and wondering what the hell we are doing here!

im ecstatic to here there’s a swimming hole near town.

turns out to be a lovely shady deep spring fed hole. phew. everyone is refreshed quickly and it all seems worthwhile and copeable. is that a word? the rocks are amazing!

IMG_2414 IMG_2413the swimming hole becomes our base for half of each day we spend in the area. i sit by the water and understand how the indigenous mob survived out here, in the shade by water is the only place to be in a lot of Australia on the hot days. if there’s water…

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we visit some caves and do some short walks. we skip the guided tours in to the deeper caves. {i’m quietly glad the children give me the excuse for this as it frightens me just a little} finding ourselves alone in some huge caverns, sitting on besmoothed stones and watching captured sunlight glittering the dust moats is surprising and awe-some. singing and didging and echoing in the tumbled caves, it’s good to be together in a cave. a new experience.

the rock formations and the self guided caves are striking enough to fulfill our rocky quest.

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i awake on the second day better adapted to the climate and find gradually heating with the rising sun easier than driving into the hot midday from the coast.

we monkey around at the old train station near the campground in the twilight. there are great mobs of wallabies. this was a rare campground stay. we usually find independant camping or stay on properties. we want to experience the astronomy session in the evening however, and it’s simply so appealing to have access to water. we claim the little patch of grass out the front of the Eco lodge. Cedar declares the sprinkler his truck wash.

the session at the observatory is inspirational and full of facts and numbers and anecdotes. i saw Saturn and it’s rings! and two of it’s twenty something moons! it really does look like those funny colour drawings from school books! it sparks many wonder-full conversations about life, other life, gallaxies, stars, moons, space travel, wonderment, constellations, feeling small, feeling big, feeling like a speck, how time and space move and are measured….

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Have you ever roasted a whole pumpkin in the coals?IMG_0009

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before you go to bed, make a nest in the coals and ashes and plop in a really great pumpkin; cover it with a good blanket of ash and coals and you’re all ready for bed; uncover your golden treasure in the morning! we used a Japanese variety here; the more ripe and good your pumpkin the better caramelized result you will have!

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Enjoy your roast pumpkin in many attitudes; here a savory delight but previously it’s been breakfast on pancakes with maple syrup and cream! decadence!

and here is a proof I’m not some super unrealistic lady who can’t do wrong. {just in case anyone wondered; as Jesse pointed out it’s easy to falsely represent myself here on an edited blog}  burnt food is one of my occasional talents! i am a bit dreamy{creative} at times and become absorbed in other activities, than watching the meal cook!! oops. still good. just cut off the charcoal…. I have been banned from using the toaster and cooking rice in a previous life…IMG_0024

Lily spent the first morning engaged in making a flower fairy palace from bark, sticks, marble chunks and flowers. unfortunately she built her house on the sand {the mat} and it had to go down with the packup tide. rebuilt in the bushes and a learning about how to choose a safe site to build…IMG_0022

our last night, we left the township of Chillagoe and visited a more secluded cave with relatively intact Indigenous paintings. The energy of this place was strong and beautiful. We spent the afternoon and gloaming in the cave watching the changing light and dreaming of life as a tribe in the caves, in this remarkable landscape.

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Discussing how and where and what and why was a rich experience. The children chose their rock beds and imagined where the fire was and how we would use the cave and how many people would share it and so on. I realised how little i know of the nomadic tribal culture in Australia, how disconnected i feel at times from the cultural history of this land I was born in. Sadness arising for what is lost now. the questions i’ll never know answers to.  noticing the discomfort i can experience when I am in company of people of culture because i don’t have many reference points. and ultimately I’m a white fella and there is a massive burden of racism and tragedy between us. at other times it just naturally is and I’m connecting with ease and humour. often the children break the ice and connecting through play is a gift.IMG_0090

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the open verandah effect of the cave creates an empowering view over vast land. a safe standpoint.IMG_0094 IMG_0109 IMG_0102 IMG_0113

i awoke to didgeridoo echoes across the land from the cave above at sunrise. when i return from my solo adventure to the cave i am met by singing and music. thankyou Jesse you bring melody to my life.IMG_0133

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there are many old marble quarries in the Chillagoe area. many massive blocks have been lifted out and left on the red dust like a giant’s play blocks. We stop at one of the quarries on the way back East. {some conspiracy about bleeding away private money…} we met an epic conspir-ollogist our here! wowzers.IMG_0156 IMG_0153 IMG_0175 IMG_0166

the bush is open with tall ironbarks and malga among the trees. their thin canopy offers little shade in the oven hot morning. with termite mounds being the bush furniture. the spindly crisp grasses remind me of country up near Katherine and Darwin.
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quirky old machine installations IMG_0181i certainly left with a puzzled feeling from Chillagoe, its been great to reflect on it from my midnight table here in Bellingen.

i hope you enjoyed the story and the photographs.

Roselinde