Friday, November 25, 2011

Travel.... Wait I don't Have Time This Morning

So just a quick post this morning since I have to make a mad dash into town with the Dear Ones.... will be back later today and will try to get that post finished...

...will be talking about Mount Vesuvius, Pompeii, Naples and the west coast of Italy. Stay tuned....

Meanwhile....

Guess what I've been working on.....
(It's a s-ck)

I'm using yarn I spun back when I was in level 1. The yarn is sucky but was dyed with nature dyes and looks horrible but for my first pair I felt that I should try some of the not so good yarn... and look at it... just look at it... I made my way through my first turned heel!!!!! Once I have them finished I will throw them into a dye pot with some lovely bright coloured dye... and some lucky person on my Christmas list will be receiving them.

It's great to sit in my chair with this little fellow loving me...
and knit, knit, knit.....
Level 5... well it's on hold again while I get these socks finished. Oops! I've done it now. I said the word socks.... there will be no end to the complaints from the toes now.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Travel.... What A Way To Go.... Part 2

Now one of the places that our friends went to visit was Tuscany, Italy.  I don't know about you but when I think of Tuscany my thoughts have always been of this kind of thing....
or maybe this....

But after being at my friend's house last weekend and having seen their pictures from there I will think of Tuscany no more, in the way that I did. The reason is because until Sunday night I had never heard of a wonderful artist by the name of Niki de Saint Phalle.  This wonderful artist has built a garden dedicated to the concept behind Tarot Cards. She has given the Tuscan countryside something a little different to look at.  When she died in 2002 she left a legacy of inspiration for modern artist and architects alike. I did not take any of the photos from my friends to post here but once again I spent a little time researching the Tarot Garden and finding pictures similar to the ones we saw at our frind's house on Sunday night.... If these are not inspirational I don't know what is!

This is a building.... to be exact... it is the home of Niki until she died.
Inside of her home you will find the kitchen as seen here.
Add to it spaces such as this and her architecture/art may be somewhat overwhelming if one had to live there permanently.
As if the house is not distinct enough as it is, there is a pillar of hands....
Moving out into the garden there are beautiful views framed by wonderful mosaics.
And then you see the Tarot Garden....

where fountains splash....

and every turn gives you something to look at.... and think about.....
Whimsical is a word to describe the statuesque....
...but gripping and somehow essential.
G and I discussed how all artists should go  to Europe and experience the freedom of expression that seems to be so fundamentally a part of their culture.... North Americans somehow seem not to revere art the way Europeans do.... (this is just a thought)... When faced with art of this nature most North Americans will be quick to judge the work as strange... and perhaps it is.... but there is something compelling about being free enough to expand boundaries through the expression of ones ideas.

And while this art is not necessarily something that I love... I can see the value of the artist expression. The house is overwhelming and I need much more sublime surroundings for peace and tranquility.... I could not live in such a dwelling. But I would love to go and visit this site and see the work of this great artist. Another reason for wanting to travel....

If you would like to see more of Niki de Saint Phalle's art
the garden is called Il Giradino Dei Tarocchi, and her web site is www.nikidesaintphalle.com

See you tomorrow with views of further south in Italy.



Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Travel.... What A Way To Go

So further to my post of yesterday... our friends decided to take a trip to Europe and went to visit friends of theirs (and ours) who lived in Canada for a while before moving back to Switzerland. The main part of the trip was to visit Switzerland and both couples would drive to Italy and then our friends would travel on to Poland before coming back to Canada. Boston and the Netherlands were stops on the way to and from.

I will eventually tell you about all of their trip but there is so much to tell, that I will start with the part at which I most marveled....

They chose to go to Poland for several reasons. Primarily because Poland has one of the only old growth forests left in Europe... and they did visit that but it is so heavily controlled for environmental reasons that they did not get to see as much of it as they hoped.   They also wanted to go to Auschwitz Concentration camp. (I will not be talking about that part of their trip for personal reasons... I might cry...)  But in their research of their trip they decided to go to a salt mine while in Krakow which is where my story begins....

I have been listening to the Ideas program on CBC radio for many years and a few months ago they did a two part series on Salt mines and the history of the Salt trade.  This was fascinating to me with my interest in history etc... and though I have never been to a salt mine and really had no desire to go, I suddenly found myself sitting on the edge of my seat as the photos of our friend's visit to the salt mine went by.  It was beautiful....

In particular this picture captured me in a way I cannot describe.... the only thing I can say is that by looking at it I felt as though I was in the room with them...

Taken in 2011 by G. Okada

So based on that, I had to do some research and find out more about this beautiful place.

It is called the Wieliczka Salt Mine. And never have I seen anything so inspiring as this...

The mine's attractions include dozens of statues and an entire chapel that has been carved out of the rock salt by the miners. The oldest sculptures are augmented by the new carvings by actual artists. It is now open to the public for viewings... it is, in my opinion, a place worth visiting and a thing now added to my bucket list....

The following are photos taken not by my friends but from websites I researched on the salt mine.... I just wanted to show you in addition to the above, a taste of what we saw...
See the chandeliers...? 
yeah... all made from salt.
The floor is not tiles... no it is just the floor of the mine engraved to look like tiles.


 Commercial mining was discontinued in 1996 due to low salt prices and mine flooding.

I can only wonder at the devotion these miners had to this place that pushed them to build such beautiful works of art. There are places where the wooden supports are white from salt and are so preserved that there is not much likelihood of them ever decaying.

My admiration for such dedication to beauty and such creative energy is overwhelmed.

I will leave these pictures with you to mull over and ruminate on.

And I will return tomorrow with some photos on the Italian Riviera.

While You're Waiting...

I have spinners coming today so I won't get a chance to post all those pics I intend on showing so while you're waiting.... here's a little something for you to watch....

check this out....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-3i6lK7EyVc

or this might give you a laugh..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VELQ39QAYP4

Monday, November 21, 2011

A Whole Lot Of Seriousness About Travelling Abroad

We had a lovely evening with very good friends last evening. S & G have been good friends for a few years now and one of the things that made us enjoy their company so much was that they have a really great sense of adventure and have done a lot in their lives. They have been in some wonderfully interesting places. They've lived in the North (the far North) and they have taken kids to Africa several summers in a row and now they have just come back from a trip to Europe. It is their kind of life that makes me so wish that things were a little different for Teapot and I.

It all started a long time ago... when I was 14 years of age that I developed a deep interest in traveling.  I was on the verge of a terrible year of surgery and body casts and lying on the flat of my back for many months and then rehab, rehab, rehab. My Mom and Dad knew it was coming and so decided to take me on the vacation of a lifetime. My older sister, who was in University at the time, was excluded from this trip and my grand parents came to stay with her as she was writing her first year exams.  My mother, father and I jetted off to England, passports in hand, to stay with my Father's cousin in Old Harlow just outside of London.  I won't go into details because it would take too long to talk about all the wonderful experiences that once-in-a-lifetime-trip would afford me. What I will say is that it initiated in me a love of traveling that has never really been fulfilled.

Later in my teens and early adulthood, I had the good fortune to date a fellow whose parents were loaded and would take me on wonderful trips jetting to Toronto and Florida to stay in condominiums and time shares. I also went into Travel Counseling after high school with the thought that I would travel all over the world.... this never happened although as part of my course I had a wonderful trip to New York city where I got to see all the normal touristy things including the World Trade Towers. Then I met and married Teapot and we travelled across Canada in a two seater convertible twice which also turned out to be wonderful trips. Then we had our children and other things became our priorities. Our travelling years and in particular mine.... came to a resounding end. The reason? Money....

Teapot and I were almost thirty when we met and we were no where near career oriented... we had wasted many years in University floundering around trying to figure out what we wanted to do with our lives... (and if truth be told we still don't know what we want to do with our lives). So when Teapot got the opportunity to work in north western Ontario on an native reservation, we jumped at the chance. The job was a normal paying job commensurate with any starting wage in the teaching profession, but there was no pension at all and we had huge student loans between the two of us which we knew would have to be paid off first before we could go forward with our lives. But even before we paid them off we knew that we wanted a family and so children came into the picture.  All the while I held out hope that some day we would be able to afford opportunities to travel all over the world... but as the years have gone by, that has not panned out.

Now that is not to say that I am unhappy (or Teapot either for that matter) with what life has offered us... absolutely not. We are very happy and thank God for all the wealth we have both monetary and otherwise.  We both look at our lives and feel relatively satisfied with all that we have done.... but always we have regretted not being able to travel... especially home.... the girls have no knowledge of Newfoundland and have no interest in it at all.

So it was that we went to our friend's house last evening and looked at their photos with envy and awe. They had traveled to Boston, Amsterdam, Switzerland, Italy, back to Switzerland, back to Amsterdam, on to Poland, and then on into the Netherlands. Their pictures are wonderful... their pictures make me want to cry... how is it that I am now in my 40s (almost 50s) and travel is not likely to happen for Teapot and I any time soon?  Teapot has 12 and a half years till retirement... I can't see anything on the horizon for us any time soon.

Teapot missed his chance to go to Australia this summer with the Rangers because he did not get his passport in enough time....but he has had opportunities to travel within BC. Daughter #1 has had opportunities to travel with the Junior Canadian Rangers within BC and Alberta too. I even get to drive to Olds once a year and that is a wonderful trip.... but Daughter #2 goes nowhere (and that bothers me more than anything).  Each year we hope that we will be able to go on a little trip all of us together but it never seems to pan out.

And so I sat in the dark last night watching our friends pictures roll through the slideshow presentation that they had put together and I drooled and wished that the Daughters could have that kind of worldly exposure.... that Teapot and I would not go through this life with a limited view of the world. That new cultures and interesting places would capture our imaginations and lead is to a higher understanding of this planet we live on.

So to show you why this is so important to me I will tell you a little about the trip our friends took and how it set me on fire for something other than my own corner of this planet. Stay tuned for the next post.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Been There... Done That

I have to face it some time and I think I'm at the point where I have no choice anymore. I've tried really hard to ignore it but sometimes reality rears it's ugly head and one can't live with your head in the sand forever... or you're liable to get a good swift kick in the arse.

Christmas....

The almighty and most fake of all times of the year.

Where's God in all this.... aren't we supposed to remember that at this time of the year that we have been given the miraculous gift of life....  what I want to know is, what does tinsel have to do with it?  Why am I spending hours looking for knitted hat patterns that I can knit for Christmas, (which probably won't get finished in time)? Why am I starting to have heart palpatations each time I realize that there are only 2 (OMG ***** : \) paychecks left before I have to be ready.... ?

Can I go to sleep now and wake up on the 1st of January....?

Hmmmm.... I think I just felt someone's foot on my arse....

To all our American friends.... I hope you have a Happy Thanksgiving this week.

Now shopping starts in earnest....

Blah!

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Hand Held Devices

I like hand held devices... now get your mind out of the gutter (which is where Teapot's is... he keeps waggling his eyebrows at me.) The only thing I don't like is this tiny wee keyboard. My pinky struggles to hit the right key. I can only imagine how hard it would be to type if you have particularly large digits. I have been having a great time in the last two weeks with my new iPhone. I have downloaded Audiobooks, regular books, games, (I've become quite the Sodoku and Angry Birds expert!) I listen to music whenever I want, and texting Teapot regularly leaves us roaring with laughter as we try to get used to auto-correct. So yes in this busy life, things just get busier... and more complicated especially when you have to get your fix of this hand held device. (Now I sound like a hooker with a drug problem.) Please excuse any typos/spelling mistakes... just blame them on auto-correct

Have a great day...