Category: Musings

  • Letting Go

    IP - Arm Warmers 1

    IP - Arm Warmers 2

    IP - Arm Warmers 3

    Why is it I wonder that finishing something is so hard? These arm warmers have sat on the end of my desk for well over a month now. All that needs to be done is sewing them up and they are finished. Easy peasy really. Will probably take me all of 10 minutes to do. 

    Before they made their way to the end of my desk, the last arm warmer sat on it's needle for a couple of weeks before I got around to casting off. It was finally cast off when after I had started my next project –  this gorgeous rainbow coloured beanie. 

    I'd carried my knitting around with me for so long that it had become a part of me. It was comforting and reassuring to know that any time I wanted a break or got the urge to make, my knitting was waiting. I was completely attached to this ongoing project as nourishment and sustenance. I really couldn't imagine my life without it. Once I started the new project it was easier to begin the gradual and sometimes painful process of letting go. 

    The process of letting go is still going. I am after all a slow maker! There was a moment when I thought I might l get around to finishing the arm warmers – I had an event to wear them to. I love new handmade clothes to wear on a special outing.  But that outing came and went with no new arm warmers. 

    Deadlines are what gets me cracking. My current deadline is tidying my messy desk before we host the girls' singing concert this afternoon. As my desk is in the middle of the lounge room there's no hiding it from all our guests. 

    Fingers crossed they get done and I can wear them before winter is over! Anyone else have trouble  letting go?

     

  • Making Do

      IP - Making Do 1

    IP - MAking Do 2

    IP - Making Do 3

    IP - Making Do 5

    The cold weather has me yearning for walks in the lush forests of the mountains and returning to a roaring open fire with some crochet or knitting in my lap while the girls play board games. This urge is so strong that I've even been looking for houses to buy in the nearby hills. I imagine the warmth of the fire warming my bones as I gaze out of the window at the view, knitting forgotten on my lap. There's also steaming cups of hot herbal tea in my dream. It's a deep yearning for hygge – for cosiness, warmth and companionship.

    Yesterday I had a breakthrough. After a visit to the local botanic gardens to meet some friends I grabbed my crochet and sat in my red vintage chair in front of the heater with my cup of peppermint tea. The girls played lego at my feet while I gazed out the lounge room window at the sun shining on the palm tree in my neighbour's garden. 

    While my heater is not as romantic or as compelling as a roaring open fire it is warm and a whole lot less smokey! It filled my need for warmth and cosiness and I didn't have to pack up my whole house and move. 

    This moment stolen from a busy life filled my heart with filled with satisfaction and content. I'm profoundly grateful for living in this time and place. I'm so lucky to be here, doing what I love with the people that I love. Sure there's still struggle but moments like these make the struggle bearable and fill my soul with the rest it needs to continue the journey.

    Sometimes you don't need to go anywhere. Sometimes by staying still you can find just what you need.

     

  • Grateful

    IP - Gratitude 1

    IP - Gratitude 2

    IP - Gratitude 3

    We eat like kings. Slow cooked pulled beef that falls off the fork and melts in my mouth. Mouth wateringly good fermented homemade wholegrain mustard to slather on the pulled beef. Activated and dehydrated organic pecans from Byron Bay to nibble on for an afternoon snack. Home cured olives that we foraged our selves.

    The best thing about all this wonderful food is it's homemade. There's no additives or preservatives, just honest ingredients. And definitely no added sugar. Have you noticed that everything these days has sugar in it? I mean everything, not just the sweet stuff where you'd expect to find sugar. Anyone know why on earth there's sugar in savoury dips and vegetable stocks? I have an idea – it's to make you addicted to them and crave more. Sorry, rant over!

    When I'm starting to feel a little blue because it feels like all our wonderful Melbourne friends are going interstate or overseas on incredible adventures this winter, I remember how lucky we are to be living right here, right now. We have a lovely home, gorgeous landscape, vibrant city, wonderful friends, peaceful country and enough deiliocus homemade food to fill our bellies. I feel so grateful and so very, very lucky.

    We may not be gong on a grand adventure any time soon but we'll be eating like kings and enjoying our wonderful home.

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  • Listening


    IP - Needle Felted Cat 5

    My oldest daughter turned eleven on the weekend.  Her birthday was filled with all the people and things she loves best – friends and grandparents, a pile of new books and good food.  It's so lovely watching her grow and change.  Such an honour and a privilege to be part of her life and sharing these milestones with her.  I really am so blessed that she is in my life.  She teaches me so much about myself and about what is really important.  Often it's not what I think!

    Ever since she was three I've hand sewn her a little toy with wool felt for her birthday.  It's been our tradition.  Except this year she said she didn't want me to make her one any more.  She's too old for them now.  I was devastated.  I've always made these little toys for her.  How could I not do it this year?  

    I really grieved this ending of an era and of a tradition.  I felt like the way I expressed my love for her was being rejected.  That our family traditions that had developed over time was being thrown away.  It threw me completely.  How could I not make her something for her birthday?  A good friend suggested I make her something else.  She suggested a quilt.  With less than a week till her birthday I knew that wasn't going to happen.

    On a trip to the city she fell in love with a cute cat on the cover of a needle felting kit from the Japanese super store, Daiso.  She was really keen for me to make it for her instead.  I was reluctant.  I've only done a little bit of needle felting before.  Nothing 3D or this hard.  I took a deep breath and bought the kit anyway.

    It took me a while to start making the cat.  I was still grieving the things I wanted to make for her.  Still not quite ready to let go of my dreams and fully embrace her desires.  It's a tricky business this, growing children.  

    Making the cat had a slow start.  The kit she chose had no instructions – just some wool felt and a picture of the finished product!  I watched countless YouTube videos, hoping for a tutorial for this particular kit but alas, there was none.

    IP - Needle Felted Cat 4

    Once I started and the head began to take shape something strange happened.  I started to enjoy myself.  I found myself immersed in the process, intent on getting the cat's expression just right.  I was in that wonderful flow state where time doesn't matter and you're completely absorbed in what you're doing.  It was wonderful!

    I'm so grateful that I listened to what she really wanted.  I'm so relieved that she still wants me to make things for her.  I'm so pleased that I pushed my boundaries of what I'm capable of making.  And I'm so happy to discover a new crafting passion.

  • Coming Inside


    IP - Reflection Selfie

    Over the past few weeks I've been feeling a growing urge to sit in one spot and make something with my hands. My heart is telling me that I need to slow down and reconnect with the mindful practice of making. It's that space where your hands are busy, your heart is happy and your mind is free to wander and ponder. My hands are telling me that it's time to once again hold raw materials and transform them into beautiful, useful items.

    As it starts to get cooler and the nights get longer I find myself coming inside in more ways than one. I'm content to spend more time indoors, seeking sanctuary in my space. I also spend more time thinking, planning and daydreaming. I get excited by new books to read and plan new adventures in making. Eco dyeing merino arm warmers, carving osage orange sticks, making rainbow lattes, arm knitting a basket or sewing a leather pouch. I won't do them all but at this moment in time (and any other moment for that matter) it doesn't matter. It's the seemingly endless possibilities that are important. 

    Right now I'm savouring the sweet feeling of anticipation. Of dreaming and scheming the things I will make and the places in the hidden wilderness of my heart that I will explore. I want to hold on to the precious moments before a project starts for as long as possible. Those moments when anything is possible and the world is filled with promise.  What are you savouring this autumn?

  • Four Things to Do When You’re Feeling Paralysed by Uncertainty


    IP - scraf blanks

    Before Christmas I posted about some craft I was doing as presents for friends. At the time I hadn't actually started it but I was hopeful that in the middle of all the other end of year and Christmas craft happenings it would get done. 

    Well it didn't get done. And it's still not done. And the longer I leave it, the more paralyzed by uncertainty I get. I'm planning to eco-dye some cotton fabric but before I can I need to pre mordant it with soy milk. I haven't done it before and I've heard from those who have that dyeing cotton in this way can be hit or miss. I'm reluctant to pour my heart and soul into something that may not work. I want certainty dammit!

    IP - Toes at Beach
    I know I need to dive right in and do it. Usually a deadline or event helps me along but Christmas has been and gone so it no longer feels urgent. Now it feels more like a weight on my shoulders. 

    Slowly though that weight is lifting. Spending time at the beach, lying in the sun on the sand and listening to the girls play while my thoughts wander is helping. Time to sift through feelings, thoughts, ideas and memories. Time to appreciate all the good around me. Time to connect to my self and to nature. It's all helping. 

    IP - Soul Story Jan 17
    The beautiful calendar that arrived unexpectedly in the mail from a dear friend helped immensely. Soul Stories is the creation of Tams.  And she makes the most exquisite art – beautiful drawings with heart filling aphorisms.  

    As did an email from this powerhouse and inspiring woman. If you want to receive amazing insights from someone who's been there and isn't afraid to tell it how it is or share her vulnerabilities and learnings, you've gotta sign up for Ishita's list. I always feel better after I get one of her emails. 

    A long rambling phone call with a new and very dear friend, the incredible Mel Turnbull of Firekeepers was food for the soul of the most nourishing and nurturing kind. With Mel I am deepening my connection to nature and remembering my place in the animal kingdom. I'm always telling my kids that we're animals but they can't see it yet. 

    My antidotes to the paralyzingly fear of uncertainty?  To ground myself with connection to nature, to friends, to community and to art. 

    Four things to do if you're feeling paralysed by uncertainty:

    1.  Go outside and lie on the ground

    On the grass under a tree, on a warm rock on a hill, on the sand at the beach – it's your choice.  Just make sure you've got you whole body connected with the ground.  Gaze at the sky, the leaves in the trees or have a snooze.  Let you mind wander.  Go wherever it takes you.  This isn't a meditation so it doesn't matter if your thoughts wander or if you fall asleep.

    2. Talk to someone.

    A good friend, someone you admire or an interesting stranger. Take your time and dive deep into the depths of the conversation with your full attention and all your heart (most definitely do not take your phone).

    3. Find a mentor.

    They don't have to be someone you know, you don't even have to talk to them. You can read their books, go to their seminars, do their courses and devour their web sites. There are so many open, generous and kind-hearted souls out here who are willing to share what they know. Go find them!

    4. Connect to the thing that makes your heart sing.

    For me it's beautiful and uplifting art. For you it may be a song or a dance or a spider spinning a web. Just take a moment to connect to something beautiful that fills your heart and takes you out of yourself and at the same time connects you to what is most important in your life. 

    I promise you'll feel much more grounded and connected and able to tackle whatever is on your plate with certainty once you've connected to nature, beauty, your self and your community. 

  • Post Festival Blues

    IP - TVC Crew
    {One of my most treasured possessions – my Village Continuum Crew patch}
     
    Creating a festival with a team of other people has been a huge highlight for this year for me.
     
    Now, a few weeks after the festival, I’m definitely suffering post festival blues.  Working on and for the Village Continuum festival was a huge part of my life for the last 6 months.  And now that it has been and gone, I'm feeling bereft and blue.  
     
    I'm missing the sense of community that came with being part of a team.  Sure we all worked separately in our own homes but there were a billion e-mails floating back and forth in the ether as we discussed all matter of matters from what to put in the goodie bags to gate open times, catering options, site decoration and how to structure the timetable.
     
    There’s plenty of projects waiting for my attention but I just can’t focus on them at the moment.  I think I’ve entered a period of mourning,  I’ve got that post creative project flat feeling.  I suspect that is partly because for so long, I put everything I had into the festival.  And now that it has gone, there's a huge hole.  
     
    I had a ball at the festival itself and while at the time I tried to consciously enjoy it as much as possible, I’m wishing I was still there.  I loved the amazing community of people who came to the event and created a village with us.  They were all so talented and willing to share their knowledge, skills and experience as well as enjoy the workshops at the festival.
     
    I wish every day life was like the festival – a group of amazing people hanging out together, making things, discovering new skills and each other and most of all being open to sharing their lives with complete strangers with faith and trust.
     
    And you know what?  When I think about it, it can be.  Every day can be filled with hanging out with amazing people, making things, learning new skills and living with faith and trust.  It's all about how we perceive the world and how we choose to live our lives.  I'm choosing great people and craft!  What about you?
     
  • I’m Still Here!

     
    IP - TVC Leather Craft 1
     
    Hello?  …  Hello!
     
    Oh good.  You’re still there.  And I’m still here!  Although it may have looked like I was doing a disappearing act, I’m still here at the other end of this keyboard.  Being part of the crew organising the Village Continuum festival was huge and it kind of took over my whole life.  Actually, it did take over my whole life!  All my keyboard time was spent working on the festival.
     
    While there was still some crafting going on (there’s always some crafting going on!), I didn’t have any spare time to share it here.  I know, terrible isn’t it?  No time to write and share.  But the festival is over and I’m back!  Although for how long, who knows?  The warmer weather always gets me about and about more…
     
    I did manage to keep posting on Instagram so if you want to check out what I’ve been making for the last few months you can – @indraniperera.
     
    IP - TVC leather Craft 4
     
    As well as being part of the organising crew, I also ran a leather craft workshop at the festival.  I was so pleased and humbled at the number of people who turned up to do my workshop. Before the workshop I had cut out 20 pouches and I was thinking that I would be going home with some. Boy was I wrong. There were over thirty kids and adults crammed into the tiny tent, all eager to learn about leather craft and make their very own vegetable tanned kangaroo skin pouch!
     
    I'm grateful to the lovely Kate Horne for coming to help and cut out more pouches for all the people patiently waiting for their leather.  The time went by so quickly as they all sat and crafted.  Marking stitches, making holes and sewing leather.  Watching them teach other what they already knew or had just learnt was wonderful.  The synergy and energy of workshops and people creating together is always inspiring.  A community of crafters – that’s the world I want to live in.
     
    IP - TVC Leather Craft 3
     
    These are some of the pouches that were made. The others went off with their very excited owners before I could get a snap!
     
    I love giving people a template and the basic skills needed to complete a project and then sitting back and watching them unleash their creativity.   Options – it’s all about having different options and allowing people to have some choice.  It’s so empowering to be able to customise something and make it truly your own.  Looking at the pouches, you can see the owner’s personalities and style peeping though.  
     
    There were two choices of pouch – the round coin purse and the note & card wallet.  A few simple choices such as coloured cotton thread for embroidery, black or white waxed linen for sewing and some coconut shell buttons made 27 very unique pouches.
     
    It's so rewarding to be teaching people so hungry for traditional crafts and mindful making. I've still got a big grin from ear to ear and a bounce in my walk! 
  • Walking Away From Spoon Carving (For a Little While)

    Spoon & Knife

    {spoon carving knife in leather sheath with coal burn spoon}

    For the last month or so I've been obsessed with my new hobby of spoon carving.  It was so much fun to take a log and turn it into a spoon using an axe and a knife.  Since then I've been spoon carving every spare chance I get.  I've even bought myself a special knife and made a leather sheath for it.

    One of the lovely things about spoon carving is that I've discovered a whole community of spoon carvers on Instagram who are all about making things using traditional tools and their hands.  Not only do they carve spoons using axes and knives, often the spoons themselves are finished by knife.  That means that no sandpaper touches the wood.  Pretty impressive when you look at some of the spoons! 

    When I learnt about knife finishing I was determined to improve my knife skills.  It would be awesome to be so good at carving that I don't even need to use sandpaper.  But I'll settle for getting the spoons symmetrical.  I figured that if I did some carving every day, I would get better at it.  After all, practice makes perfect, right?  At least that what I tell the kids when they don't want to play the piano :o)

    IP - Spoon Carving - Curly bits

    {really excited to get curly bits on my spoon}

    I've managed to do some carving every few days but I've now hit the point of frustration.  I don't know what I need to do to get better.  My spoons are still wonky and asymmetrical and I've run out of wood.  I'm wishing that those spoon carvers on social media were actually my neighbours so I can ask for help and tips.  

    Maybe I need to find a branch (there was a big storm last night so may find something in the local park today) and just play around with different knife strokes.  Have some fun and experiment.

    Or perhaps it's time to walk away from spoon carving for a while and come back to it when I am feeling refreshed and enthusiastic once more.  Instead of envious and not good enough!  

    I think I've hit that point in the creative process when it's time to walk away and take a break.  We're so used to thinking of life as linear that it's hard to remember that creativity is cyclical.  It comes and goes in waves and is it's own master.  No matter how hard you try you just can't boss it around.  And trust me on this one, I've tried!

    For some more great insights into the creative process, check out this fantastic article by James Clear.

  • Misadventures in Making

    IP - toffee

    I was trying to make chocolate crackles and I made toffee instead.  Chocolate crackles are a staple at kid’s birthday parties here in Australia but I have never made them.  I don’t think I’ve eaten them since I was a kid but I got this sudden craving.  You know what it’s like.  And no, I’m not pregnant!  

    The chocolate crackle recipe called for icing sugar and lots of it.  I’m more of a raw sugar kinda gal.  So I substituted rapadura sugar for the icing sugar.  But I was a bit worried about it being all grainy so I thought that I would melt it in a saucepan along with the coconut oil I was using.  

    I often wonder how things get invented.  Like, who on earth came up with custard?  Tasty yes, but how did they figure out how to make it?  Now I know.  They made a mistake and discovered something new.  Just like me adding sugar to coconut oil and heating it.  As I stirred the coconut oil over a low heat, the sugar started to coalesce.  It got all smooth and shiny.  What it didn’t do was melt.  As I stirred, I thought, “Hang on a second!  That looks like toffee just like Mother makes in the Milly-Molly-Mandy books by Joyce Lankester Brisley.”   

    At that stage it was perfect.  But in my excitement I turned up the heat and kept on stirring.  The sugar starred to go brown and lumpy.  I panicked and madly started spooning it out onto a tray lined with baking paper.  It was a little burnt but still yummy.  

    So, no chocolate crackles this time – slightly burnt toffee instead. 

    When I get the chocolate crackle recipe right, I’ll share it with you here!