Showing posts with label Crafts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Crafts. Show all posts

Saturday, 15 August 2015

I hope this works...

Given that I am currently in Kyoto, it's no real surprise that parts of my internet are now speaking Japanese at me.  Problem is, I don't understand - so I'm clicking a lot of buttons and hoping.  If you can read this, then my method's clearly worked.  (Pictures may be one step too far; we'll see how it goes).

I started with a couple of days in Tokyo.  Love the city, totally confused by the metro system.  Stations which are marked as interchanges can have walks between them of several hundred metres.  My friend (and tent buddy) C and I went to the Tokyo Museum, where we saw, amongst other things, a whole load of the most beautiful gowns:


Just look at the detail:



Then travelled to the World Scout Jamboree in Yamaguchi, where we started the experience by avoiding a typhoon tropical storm.  The weather was possibly the hottest I've ever experienced, and it's certainly the most I have ever sweat in my life when taking the tent down.  Seriously, sweat in your eyes stings like billy-o.

Husband then flew out to meet me and we met up in Hiroshima.  Although there is lots we saw in Hiroshima, it would be ignorant to ignore the one thing for which it's famous:




The A-Bomb dome, Hiroshima

The A-Bomb dome, as it's known.  This is the closest building to the hypocentre of the atomic bomb which was dropped in 1945.  The decision was made to keep it exactly as it was.  Personally, I found it far more creepy and evocative at night.

Now, if London lives off coffee, Hiroshima seems to live off cranes.  (Its residents probably drink a lot of coffee too, given the number of drinks machines we saw out and about).  Cranes are a symbol of peace and you will see them everywhere in Hiroshima.



So, in the name of being creative, I learned to make my own, using this tutorial on Youtube. 


Which I then hung up at The Children's Peace Monument with the assistance of our Brownie's mascot - Brownie Bear.





Knitting has also happened - mostly whilst waiting for planes or trains, or on said trains and planes.  I've got five baby hats and a layette which I want to get done by the end of this trip.  I'm two and a half hats in, minus the sewing up.  We've got a long journey tomorrow, so three hats is possible.  I'm saving the layette for the plane journey home.  I can't help thinking that the Japanese class knitting in public as 'something strange that foreigners do'.

Here, have some photos of Buddhas in beanies:




Sunday, 18 January 2015

Wintercamp




Last weekend, I spent two nights in a muddy field with some dirty Scouts.  When I say 'muddy field' - that was just the Scouts.  I was tucked up nice and warm inside, thank you very much.  I wasn't joking about the mud though.  There were muddy fingernails, dried mud up to the knees; I even saw one lad with mud splashed across his face!  The Twitter feed is here which has some muddy photos, to give you an idea.  The event itself was Wintercamp, run by the Scout Association.  Split over two sites, it's the largest camp run by the association.

As well as being inside to sleep, I was also inside to do activities. I turned up ready to do whatever, and the 'whatever' I was allocated was:


Result !

Because there are rules about publicity photos and the internet etc, I didn't take any photos of the young people who were at the event, which is a shame because the stuff they created was amazing and creative and colourful.

In the craft room, we had Jean



who was doing something with paint on the first day and duct tape roses on the second:



She's married to:



who declined the offer to have his photo appear on the internet, but was happy for me to take a photo of his name, so I could remember who he is.  (If you can't read it clearly, it says Mike).  He was making stuff from fantasy film, the plastic stuff you dip wire into:



You know Hama beads ?  We had those too:




The young people were making coasters, by putting them into a circular tin and melting them all together with a paint stripper type torch.  Wish I'd taken photos of those, just for the colours.

There were knotted phone charms:


I did these in Sweden (for the World Scout Jamboree in 2011) in the faiths and beliefs zone.  If the body of the man is slid up, it means the person is happy, if the body of the man is slid down then it means he's unhappy.  There's something about the six knots which make up the body being related to six somethings in Buddhism, I just can't remember what the somethings are.


There were proggy squares:



This is a form of rug making.  Whilst I understand the technique is used all over the country, the name is specific to the North East.  There's a BBC article here, a blog article with examples here and Tyne and Wear museums have a detailed tutorial sheet here.


As for me, I was doing dreamcatchers from floral wire and acrylic yarn.  This is the example I made to show the Scouts what they were aiming for.


I did think about bringing my knitting to do in the moments of waiting for the room to get busy, but decided that an orange cotton/alpaca mix wouldn't go very well with mud.  Instead the Scouts challenged me to knit with bits of  spare floral wire, which I sort of could and sort of couldn't do.  Casting on was easy.  The problem was with the ends of the wire, which had been cut with scissors rather than wire cutters, so kept catching the yarn each time I made a stitch.  There was a small internal shudder every time I called it wool instead of yarn, but I don't think anybody noticed.

There were dreamcatchers with stars on, with hearts on, without the middle circle, with the middle circle.  One Scout made a dreamcatcher with a cat sitting on a mat.  I wish I'd taken a photo of every single one, because they were so clever and creative.  The two below were both made by Scouts.  The swan dreamcatcher was made by a female Scout who gave it to me.  (I don't think she liked it).  The red and black one was made by a male Scout on the last day.  I offered him yarn to take with him, so he could finish it at home, but he said he didn't think he'd have the time - so I finished it for him.  The black and red were his choices; I chose the green:





And then on the journey home, from dreamcatchers to sweet dreams.....



Happy 2020

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