Monday, 14 May 2012
Saturday, 12 May 2012
You may have noticed since I returned from my travels that I have a lot of fabric now for sale.. well in case you were wondering, this is where it all came from.
In Arusha, Tanzania, in a particular street in the centre of town just near the bus station, are lots of tiny fabric shops.. in alleyways, a small arcade type row of shops with a partially hidden entrance, and also along the busy street. They are visible by the fabric hanging from the rafters out the front and are typically just a very small room with a glass counter at the front (usually filled with batiks or tie dyed pieces). Inside there is barely enough space inside for two people. If you are invited in (which is at most of the shops, the shopkeepers are generally very nice) it is a challenge not to trip over the piles of stock on the floor, the shopkeepers wooden stool, or perhaps even a sleeping baby. If you are not invited in, or if it is just too small, it's a fun game of crazy sign language and pointing to the fabrics you would like to look at while the shopkeeper picks them out. Usually the shopkeeper is very helpful and chooses some for you, that she thinks you will like (and are often way off the mark), so you are constantly having to say hapana asante (no thank you)! After the selections have been made it's a game of bargaing which can take as much time as the choosing. It helps to know how much each type of fabric should be, I was lucky I had a friend come with me who called her friend in the know about such things.
A typical fabric shop, although this one is larger than most. It really was that dark inside, the shopkeeper had to use her mobile phone flashlight to see the fabrics:
Just to emphasise the darkness inside the shop, This photo was taken with f4.8 and a 1 second exposure, and has not been edited:
This is another fabric shop. This is not a wall inside the shop, or just part of the shop. It is the whole shop, it is actually just a shelved wall inside a covered alleyway. On the wall opposite (about 1.5m away) are shelves of shoes, a separate shop.
This part of town is very busy and crazy. I normally would catch one of the local mini buses to town then walk up from there, but I had my baby with me and i was planning to buy a lot of fabric so I took the plunge and drove. This video is just after my first shopping expedition. I thought I'd video the drive on the fabric street by sitting my camera on the dashboard. As you will see it's not for the impatient, or the faint hearted! You can see some fabric shops on the left hand side of the road at the very start of the video, they have fabric hanging in front of them. The times the camera drops is when I was going down and up the big ditches in the road, not running over anything!
Thursday, 10 May 2012
After I returned from Tanzania from my last trip in 2011, a lovely Renmark woman donated some craft supplies for my next craft workshops on my next trip. Inside the big bag of crafty goodies was some crochet cotton, with which I thought I would easily learn to crochet and then pass the skills on.. but it didn't work out that way. My squares turned into triangles, and somehow I always ended up with either more or less stitches than I started with. So rather than take over a bag of cotton with no knowledge of how to do anything with it, I put some notices up in my local library looking for people who could crochet them into something useful.
All was quiet, I really thought I'd be stuck with this cotton. But then couple of weeks before my departure I had a call from a lady from a craft group run in the Lutheran Church here in Renmark, with some great news. She and her group, as well as some crafters from the next town Berri, had come together and offered to crochet and knit the cotton, as well as some more cotton they would donate themselves, into very useful wash cloths for the mamas and children of Kesho Leo Childrens Village, an Australian run organisation Food Water Shelter.So just two days before I left Australia they were completed, and I was able to pack a bag of useful washers into my bags!
Thank you ladies! And asanteni sana from all at Kesho Leo x
Tuesday, 8 May 2012
While I was in
Twins Princess and Priketts arrived at the Home as newborns, after their mother died soon after their birth. They were less than two weeks old when I met them, and so tiny. I’m not sure if this is Princess or Priketts, but she is the smaller of the two. I was told the twins are to be returned to their family when they are a bit older.
Nappies, nappies, nappies! The home needs donations of even more cloth nappies, if I had known I would have taken some with me. Instead I took another much needed essential, baby formula.
Inside the baby nursery, the room which houses newborns to six month olds:
And this is little two month old Francis, who was tragically abandoned by his mother at birth and is for adoption. He fell asleep in my arms while I was feeding him, and I fell a bit in love.
Monday, 7 May 2012
I recently had to spend a couple of days in
with my one and a half year old son on route to . Not really because I
wanted to, Tanzania
does not have a reputation as being one of the safest cities in the world (it also goes by the name Nairobbery, and for a reason), but
things just worked out that way. Nairobi
So to make the most of half a day I had free, I decided to hire a taxi and take my son on a little adventure. Close by to each other are the Giraffe Centre and the Elephant Orphanage, both around the outer
suburb of Karen. The
taxi to both cost 3000 KSH return. Nairobi
First stop was the African Fund for Endangered Wildlife, commonly known as the Giraffe Centre. Here is where a long running breeding program for the endangered rothschild giraffe is in place, and you can even get up close and personal with some friendly giraffes. You can hand feed them, and if you’re lucky, even score a big sloppy kiss. Be warned, giraffe tongues are very long and icky! My son just loved meeting the giraffes, and even held up some of the feed pellets to feed them himself. The centre is very small; there is a café, a souvenir shop, a giraffe viewing platform, an education room and a small tortoise display. Because of the small size, you only need to allow about half an hour to visit here, and a bit longer if you want to get something to eat. There is a low entry fee, and with all proceeds going towards the running of the centre.
Next stop for us was the David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust, also known as the elephant orphanage, which is a wildlife conservation charity dedicated to the protection and preservation of endangered species such as elephants and rhinos. Orphaned baby elephants are found in the wild are brought to the centre to be raised in a ‘family’ of other orphaned elephants. The babies are mainly orphaned due to poaching, and would otherwise not survive in the wild alone. Visitors are welcome at certain times each day to see the elephants being fed and to hear the story of how the orphanage came about. The elephants are fed in an open setting and the only thing between the spectators and elephants is a single rope, which I discovered does not keep them in! During our visit when it was time for the elephants to be walked back to their private area, some of them managed to walk straight under the ropes and through the small crowd of people. Scary, even though they are babies some of them are very large! The ground is uneven and not paved, so I was very grateful for my Ergo baby carrier here. There is a small range of gifts on the way out, with all proceeds going to the orphanage, and also a small display of baby elephants looking for sponsorship.
There is a saying “this is
meaning be prepared for anything.. which I was reminded of on our taxi ride
back to the city. We got stuck in some unexpected traffic, two to three lanes
of cars going nowhere, but cars, mini buses and bikes weaving in and out of
each other trying to get ahead anyway. Over an hour later we found out the reason why
- a broken down truck, that was it! And as a result, I missed my bus to Arusha
and had to stay in
for another night. Nairobi
|I was more than a bit shocked to see this pull out in front of the taxi! Look closely! Turns out it was a tame cheetah being moved from one part of Nairobi National Park to another.|
Sunday, 6 May 2012
On another note, I have decided to slow down my sewing for a while, and use the time to return to studying. My madeit shop will still be open though, and I'll also be selling fabrics on craftumi. I'm not stopping sewing altogether - I'll still need my creative outlet so there will be some new things popping up on my facebook page and in my store occasionally.