Get your Zen On

 To be honest, it was touch and go for the Tyeing and Dyeing Workshop at Northey Street Markets.

Last night's Good Friday Dinner went unexpectedly off schedule and I could

barely wake up today.

Those rabbits got to me.

 Plating the dessert proved challenging.
It was not up to my usual standard. Sorry.

This got in the way, too.

Weva Deva Anaheke certainly lived up to her reputation.

I'm hooked. It was every bit as inspiring as I imagined.

Glad I got out bed.

  

Annaheke sees craft as necessity and draws inspiration from

Indigenous traditions.

She was more than a good teacher.



The One-of-a-Kind Flora Frippery

would have seen me suitably attired.

 



Nature's got everything you need.

That Cat's Claw vine's a noxious weed around these parts

of the woods. So, you'll be doing everyone a favour

if you make a basket.

And banana's fruit only once, so dig out the old, let the new sucker come up

and make an eco-friendly basket.

You could weave all sorts of signature things in with the weft.



We traipsed off and found this herb specimen.

It's trunk unravelled like corflute.

Later to strip into straps.

Banana fibres hanging to dry.

The Cat's Claw in my paw.

Ribs in place.

This is Annaheke's inspired loveliness.

Mine's a work in progress.

My ribs kept dislodging and my weave arrangement

went skew-wif.

I've promised to complete it,

now I'm on holidays, I can concentrate on

what's important.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't have to look for my patience.

Annaheke's back on April 20th.

You are mad if you don't do the workshop.

It's good therapy and you take home a basket.



Food Fest

 Make sure you give up your diet this four day weekend.

Just when finishing off term papers and

ticking and flicking reports isn't enough

the chalkface holds its annual UN Day.

That's United Nations, people.

It's all about food and culture.

And, frankly I'd be lying if I said words can't describe

what begins to spring out of the wood-work around 6am on the day.

It's quite astonishing and a credit to the workers

in all shapes and sizes.

 The balsa wood Eiffel Tower made it in.

 Here's the churros station, with a snap of Education Queensland's crockery

complete with a coat-of-arms.

Probably collectors' items.

 The Koreans out-do themselves every year.

 French Flair, thanks L.

 Workers zhu-zhu'd themselves up selling juicy juices.

High demand there.

 French Flair workers darting to compete orders.

The Sow's Ear's in a state of disrepair, but it still managed to give us bouquet garni.

 Wild Cupcakes.

 Someone's foot attire.

I actually blame the chalkface for almost making

me into a shop-a-holic. It's the only uniform free government

chalkface in Queensland and there's all sorts

of good sartorial common sense going on.

 



 How's Easter looking?

I've sorted bunnies and lightly floured barramundi fish for

early dinner, today.

Got scallops and prosciutto on the go, too.

And rosti.

Looking forward to some good company.