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Saturday, 27 September 2014

on indigo and roses

before y'all get too excited that i'm straying from my windfall path...i'm not using indigo for commercial purposes, just for the luxury of overdyeing my clothes after mending so that the mends will blend in better.

and because i love blue.

it's organically grown and i paid a fair price for it so the grower wasn't exploited.

indigo vats are like people. they need to rest in between working, are not keen on being cold and they get bored eating the same stuff all the time.

it's cold here in the deep deep southern winter so from time to time (when i want to dye) i warm my vat with twigs using this very simple heater. 



although indigo can be boiled when in its blue form, overheating when it has been reduced can destroy the colour. so the heating is something i pay careful attention to

feeding my vat some honey (that had come to the unwelcome attention of some ants) made the indigo flower go bright blue. 


it worked hard yesterday so in the evening (feeding the donkey after work as the indigo master, Michel Garcia suggests) i gave it a treat. boiled bananas strained through an old sleeve. the button at the cuff is handy for attaching the bag to a "dripping stick".



the squeezed contents might look absolutely disgusting but there are people in my family who really enjoy them



more please! it's hard to get a clear pic when Kowhai is wriggling with delight. She loves pignanas especially when they have been boiled to mush


i worked a lot with indigo during my residency in Portland last year. one of the happy side effects of overdyeing ecoprints with indigo is of course that the leaf prints of (particularly) deciduous species are enhanced by the alkali that is a necessary component of every indigo vat. that said, some yellows (such as coreopsis) are quite likely to turn red. and eucalyptus can become quite sulky. you can use almost any alkali to develop ecoprints (ash water, seawater, fermented urine) but you'll find that the prints seem to blur if you haven't bundled tightly enough, as the alkali will develop ALL of the colourant that has bonded with the cloth (not just the bits you can easily see)

i also found to my delight that Persicaria tinctoria literally grows before your eyes. a bag of fresh indigo in the refrigerator had roots from most of the nodes within 48 hours. 

which offers the opportunity for selective propagation if you're into that kind of thing. or just wanting to grow a lot of indigo from a limited seed source. 

speaking of propagating, a few months ago i had to rescue a rose (Francis Dubreuil*) that had been trashed by one of the goats and used a method i had learned from a copy of French Vogue (yes, I was surprised to find it there myself) that someone had left in the pocket of an airplane seat back in 1976


the method is ridiculously simple and works every time.

fill a pot with good quality potting mix (does not necessarily have to be cutting mix, you actually want it to retain a bit of moisture). trim your cuttings in the usual way (i like to have a bit of firm growth, nip back anything that's too soft at the tip and trim the leaves from three sets of nodes at the business end)

poke them into the pot (if the cuttings are firm enough i don't even use a dibbing stick), give it a good water and when the pot finishes dripping put it into a plastic bag (yes, i know some of your will fall into shock at the mention of a plastic bag from this quarter) and tie the top up
then ignore it all until the plants inside are begging to get out

thinking now that a row of really big pickle jars will make very fine miniature greenhouses for this method. just as long as the openings are big enough to admit pots and to allow for easy retrieval of the plants once they grow




* Francis Dubreuil was a tailor from Lyon who became a rose breeder later in life. Among his abundant output was also Perle d'Or, a completely adorable rose that has so far survived our goats (touching woods as i type). He was also father to Claudia Meilland who married Antoine Meilland (who bred the Peace rose which in France was named Madame A.Meilland...but the Peace rose story is a long one and you can find it here).


Friday, 7 December 2012

somewhere just to the left of the middle

here in Sedona, Arizona
there are lots of junipers
some interesting oaks [i think the one i spotted was Quercus turbinella]
hills that look like painted backdrops on movie lots
and many red stones

the houses look as though they might be adobe
but when you get close enough to tap the walls
they sound hollow. that ain't no mud.

drifting along highway 89a after work the other night
i noticed some radical pruning [ie to ground height]
of the roses in front of the Red Planet Diner

so i liberated some of the leaves





Monday, 21 May 2012

roses roses all the way

roses, roses all the way
but
unlike the Browning poem
no "myrtle mixed in my path like mad"

merely the nice chap at Central Market Flowers
calling out to me in passing last week
that he had a lovely pile of rose petals
and was sure i could find a use for them



i'd always liked the thought of being showered with rose petals
- this is as close as i am likely to get -
so smiled broadly and accepted the pile with glee

the fragrance was heavenly
and i enjoyed it for a few days
while pondering what to do with them

i had a little white book, made in Dorothy Caldwell's class
- the intent was that it should have marked pages
&
that it was to be stitched/woven together with coloured threads

my eyes don't work well with colour
i find white much more restful
so i was a little naughty and quietly bent the instructions


which meant i had a lovely blank/blanc book
awaiting play




warning : the fragrance of semi-dried rose petals is utterly intoxicating


the wee book was bound, gagged and submerged
under the close supervision of Johnnie
who likes to drape himself along the masonry
that backs our wood-burning stove


this was good
because i didn't want the pot to boil
and
we all know
a watched pot NEVER boils


and then i went to bed

this morning i opened my present






a rose-scented dorothybook
just for me

Thursday, 4 February 2010

a bit of a scrub up





today a very nice photographer came to shoot pictures
for 'Home Beautiful' magazine
so a bit of a scrub up was necessary
just the encouragement that i needed
to sweep up the piles of leaves
and refold various pieces of material

lovely neighbours
blessed me with an abundance of roses
so it smells even better than it looks
swept floor
beaten rugs
and lovely clear space to work in again

Kip the wonder dog
wandered in and out of frame
perhaps there'll be a photo of the two of us together
to add to the layers on the pinboard

Sunday, 8 November 2009

thanks for the roses



i just had a kind email suggesting i might like to pop over to
Spirit Cloth

and so i did

Jude has the most beautiful dye sampler on display

click here to be transported...

Monday, 24 November 2008

time out


gazing at this most delicious of roses i often wonder why David Austin named it 'Jude the Obscure'. despite adoring red roses in my misspent youth this delicate buttercream rose with its rich applebutterrose fragrance is now quite my favourite

if i were the Little Prince this is the one rose that would be blooming on my tiny planet...

it dawned on me too that even though i can make lovely marks on cloth using leaves and plant dyes it would be nice to be able to splatter about with watercolours and make marks on paper resembling what i felt about the rose rather than the cyclopean image that is produced by the camera (nice though that is)

so when a watercolour workshop was advertised by the Art Gallery of South Australia recently i signed up. led by Arthur Phillips  it began at the Gallery (in Adelaide) and then wandered up to The Cedars near Hahndorf in the Mount Lofty Ranges for the second day.


where we pottered about happily on the property now owned by the grandchildren of South Australia's best-loved watercolourist, Hans Heysen. his purpose-built studio is pictured above.


i spent the day happily settled by this lovely pond, puddling watercolours on my page, with Arthur making the odd friendly noise of encouragement. i won't sear your eyeballs with the result. suffice it to say the indulgence of taking a day out from work (which given i work from home isn't easily left behind) to spend four hours observing the light changing across a small pond, watching the zebra finches bathing and hearing the frogs chirpings cease every time they were in danger of becoming a reptilian lunch was truly good for the soul.

and it's good to be a student every now and then...constant teaching is a bit like pumping water out of a dam...sooner or later there's nothing left [unless it rains]



i had a fabulous day but jonniecat didn't give a hoot...

Tuesday, 5 February 2008

leaf and twig





i wandered into the garden this morning to find a tiny weaver, hard at work making a (far from tangled) web. in fact the Albertine rose was full of these little chaps, all being most industrious (as well as decorative). so very simple and yet so beautiful...and for the pedantic, no the roses pictured at right are not Albertine, but a tangle of Sutter's Gold and Monsieur Tillier growing together.



















later was busily dyeing stuff...the top two images are rose-leaf ecoprints on delicious silk velvet, work in progress for Leigh Warren & Dancers 'seven'.
the lower pic shows eucalyptus ecoprints (gathered on a quick walk around the farm) on a hempsilk mix. this one is for the Hemp Gallery to use at in their display at Designex in April.