My Place

As usual I have procrastinated. Entries for this exhibition, curated by Dijanne Cevaal and involving quilts by artists from Australia, New Zealand and South Africa, close next week.

I have decided that I will attempt to replicate my fan on a larger scale: paint some fabric, machine embroider it, cover with organza and fuse. I need to do some quilting too, because this is a quilt exhibition.

The base painting is finished. Tomorrow I will start the embroidery.

Helen rang tonight. Once again she has missed out on a unit she really liked. In consultation with her flatmate she has decided to defer further flat hunting until she has finished doing her reports. They still have a few weeks before they have to move out.

Tragedy, Treasure and Trade

I went to the opening this morning - very pleasant to catch up with people like Elizabeth and Annie whom I haven't seen for a while. The catering committee outdid themselves, and the exhibition itself is wonderful.

This afternoon we met up with Helen and viewed a couple of units in South Perth. The first one was impossible - a fantastic view across the foreshore to the city, but bedrooms so small you would have to walk sideways around a double bed. The second was much better. 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, larger rooms, a secure complex with a swimming pool, gym and spa, a balcony with river views and a very nice kitchen. She likes it too, so we hope she is successful with this application.

Fungi no go

The silk didn't work either. The outside is stained a dirty brown, but the colour didn't penetrate at all.

I will attempt to wash out as much of the stain as I can, then this square will go into the pile of fabric bits that I am planning to dye with lavender (which I know will work) or pomegranate fruits (which I hope will work).

And Helen didn't get the unit, so she is very disappointed.

A mostly wasted day

Had to go down to Orelia this morning to take Martin food shopping - he has messed up again and has no money. Then I took him to a doctor's appointment in Nedlands - about 45 minutes by car, an hour and a half plus by bus. He would never have made it if I hadn't. I waited for him and amused myself very well looking at books in the newsagent. Nearly bought one but decided I didn't need it - is this a first?

When I came home I removed the mushroom bits from the pot and boiled up some silk that I wrapped in a doughnut. I also unwrapped the wool I attempted to dye yesterday. Though there is some colour the resist is not very distinct, so I think I can say that these particular mushrooms do not dye wool. Still need to see the results on silk. I will leave it in the pot overnight.

This afternoon we went with Helen to look at a unit in East Fremantle. While it has definitely suffered under its previous bachelor tenants it should clean up OK and it is a much better unit than the previous one she made an attempt to rent. Should be - it is quite a bit more expensive, but Helen is working out an arrangement with her co-tenants that won't cost her much more than her present rent. I hope she gets it.