Thursday, 20 July 2017

DYE HAPPY!


The DYE HAPPY workshop here in Jamberoo is gettting closer, and is filling fast - so if you're thinking of joining us, you'd better get your skates on.

UPDATE:  it's now sold out - but - there's a waiting list (in case of cancellations) so if you're keen, please let me know to go onto the list.

Deborah Clarke is coming all the way from Central Australia to teach her method of natural dyeing on silk using native vegetation.
I've just received a package of gorgeous 'samples' from Deborah, to serve as examples and inspiration for the workshop students. However, these are also for sale over in our online shop - and in the Jamberoo showroom. If you'd like to see more pics, and info including pricing, head over to the shop here.

See below for details of what to expect on the workshop...











In this exciting two-day workshop we will explore the basic techniques of Natural Dyeing*.  Each participant will create at least one beautiful pure silk scarf, coloured and patterned in collaboration with nature. In the process we will discover which plants and vegetables produce the best colour and how to fix them.
 We will employ a variety of Shibori*  techniques to create extraordinary patterns and texture. The unique piece you create will reflect the colours and textures of our landscape in your own way. You will be delighted and proud to wear it.

Deborah Clarke has been investigating and teaching natural dyeing for the past eight years. She runs Creative Camps in Central Australia where the natural dyeing process is a favourite activity.  People enjoy her engaging and informative teaching style. The information she provides inspires participants to continue the learning process on their own with confidence.

•Natural Dyeing or ‘Eco dyeing as it is sometimes called, uses plant and vegetable material as the fabric dye. Beautiful colours are best achieved on silk, wool and wool/silk mix.
•Shibori is a Japanese term referring to many different ways of creating pattern and texture on fabric, using the process of resist, by wrapping, tying, twisting, bundling or stitching the fabric.

LOOK DRAW PRINT WORKSHOP REPORT

The LookDrawPrint workshop here in Jamberoo a few weeks ago was a great success. Julie Paterson, of CLOTH fabric is a highly energetic, motivating teacher, and all 10 students produced fabulous work, despite (some of them) being extremely doubtful they could do this!
I'll be booking Julie up for another workshop here next year (2018) so if you're keen to take part please let me know and I'll put your name on the waiting list.

Here are some pics from the day:











 







Tuesday, 27 June 2017

High Atlas Adventure



looking towards our next pass, on the horizon
(You can skip the text and go straight to YOUTUBE video if you like --->>)

My partner Geoff, two friends and I have just completed an amazing journey traversing the length of the High Atlas Mountains in Morocco. Our trek was book-ended by the two highest peaks in North Africa, Mt M'Gouna (4068 m) and (Mt Toubkal at 4200m ) joined by roughly 250klm of rough tracks over 3 weeks hard walking. Geoff organised the trek online through a local company based in the small village of Imil located beneath Mt.Toubkal. Mohamed was the man who runs the company and he wasn't big on communication. 

We arrived in Marrakech a day before the start still unsure if it was all going to come together. Mohammed was frustratingly bad at responding to any form of contact so it was with great relief when he actually turned up at the appointed hour with our guide, Omar who turned out to be an even poorer communicator. He did, however, know the route well, which was a relief.
Omar

After a bit of phaffing around in Marrakech organising last minute supplies, off we headed to the start of the walk 6 hours drive away where we met our crew, the four muleteers, all named Mohamed. Each Mohamed had a mule which carried all our equipment and supplies for the duration of the journey. To distinguish each we nick-named them, (with their good-humoured agreement), Mohamed A,B,C and D. The mules were much easier.....Daisy-doo-dar, Silver Ghost, E.J Hoover and Taffy were the names we each nominated for our favourite.


Daisy-doo-dar leading the way, Taffy behind
Watching the set-up of the first day's camp was interesting. Those of you who know Geoff and me personally know we've both done a bit of trekking over the years so we have certain expectations as to how things should be done. For example, having staff who know how to erect tents, having a toilet tent, having a dining tent equipped with table and chairs, having tents that are water and wind proof were some of our expectations that, sadly, were not met. 

On the positive side the food was fabulous with Mohamed-A cooking up a storm 3 times a day, although we did get a bit tired of tagines by the end of the walk! Unintentionally, the start of the trek coincided with the start of Ramadan which had a bit of an impact on the walk. Ramadan lasts for a full month which meant our poor guys couldn't eat or drink between sunrise and sunset. 
Some days we all walked for 10 hours, climbing 1,000 metres in 35 + heat -  the guys cheerfully going without even a sip of water in that time while still catering to all our needs. By 7.30pm (the average time of sunset) they were well and truly ready for their first (non-alcoholic) drink and food.

As for the walking, well it was pretty tough at times as you can see from the state of Geoff's boots which started to fall apart after only day 5. Copious amounts of Superglue applied each evening, along with our full supply of sports tape, kept the boots together just long enough to make the finishing line.

Geoff's boots, after

















Our days generally started at about 4.30am when we would get up, pack up, have breakfast and be on the track by 6.00am to take advantage of the cool morning conditions .  Lunch was usually around 11.00am or so and into the campsite by 2.00pm to 3.00pm. The walking after midday usually was pretty uncomfortable because of the heat, which is not surprising given we were walking close to the northern edge of the Sahara.
Geoff heading into camp just before the afternoon storm

The landscapes were sensational, a bit like Ladakh on steroids. You wouldn't call what we were walking through 'wilderness'  (I don't think there is any left in the Atlas Mountains, because everywhere in summer has some form of human activity going on), but despite that the countryside was extremely wild, and a long-long way from the conveniences we're used to in the west. The route essentially followed footpaths that connected one village to the next and we were probably never far from the gaze of a shepherd or muleteer carrying their harvest back to the village or Berber families simply going about their domestic life, herding goats and sheep from the low valleys up into the mountains to take advantage of the lush summer meadows. We were really struck by the lack of mechanical equipment for farming and how the Berbers still wear traditional clothing and the villages have virtually no advertising or marketing signs anywhere. It really was like stepping back in time, apart from the ubiquitous satellite dishes on many homes.


Lots of river crossings (this was an easy one)
Another highlight were the lush valleys in which many of the villages are situated. Many an afternoon was spent reading a book under the shade of a three hundred year old walnut tree and listening to the dirge-like calls to prayer from the village mosque (although admittedly this did get a bit tiresome at 3.00am each morning!)


In all a fabulous journey with great comraderie and many wonderful experiences (like sharing our dining tent with three shepherdesses - grandmother, mother and daughter, during the searing heat of one afternoon), great food, challenging scree-sloped mountain-side trails, thunderous afternoon storms and brilliant sunrises and sets. Not much more you can ask for.... except perhaps.... some great shopping to finish off the trip. Did I mention yet what beautiful things there are to buy? Berber carpets, filigree-metalwork lamps, embroidered leather shoes and bags are just few of the things I managed to squeeze into the bags for the homeward journey.
the hard part was choosing!
lunch break under walnut trees

























Ours was a tailor-made itinerary organised online over approximately 6 months after years of planning by Geoff. There are a number of trekking companies in operation, but compared to the Himalayas, the trekking industry in Morocco is very rustic. 

Anyone who'd like detailed info on what we did please feel free to get in touch by email via the Contact page.. 



typical lunch
Back row L>R Mohamed D, Geoff, Mohamed C, Mohamed B, Mohamed A (chef), David,
Front row Leonie and Omar


Marrakesh souk





camp beside an icy lake, where we washed fully clad, out of respect for local traditions

which way?

buggered

Kasbah, along the way
Omar, inside kasbah visited along the way

Kasbah interior 



typical camp

verrry windy morning

The Silver Ghost (Hi-Ho for short)



another fabulous lunch
  
afternoon thunderstorm coming up

Summer meadow


  
room (dining tent) with a view
lunch, under ancient Juniper tree
heading into a typical summer village (where the Berber families bring their flocks from the lowlands to pasture for summer)
Me with Daisy-doo-dar (when we first met Mohamed C we asked the name of his mule, and he said what sounded like 'Daisy-doo-dar'. We much later learnt that she didn't actually have her own name- this is in fact the Berber word for mule. He probably thought we were nuts, but was way too polite to let on.)