I am ready for more de-cluttering. I can let go of my fabric and colours
It is time. I am ready. I now know that I do not need all that fabric – truly. Yes, it is beautiful but it has been superfluous for many years now and someone else can add it to their collection or perhaps they may even cut it into little bits and sew them back together again. Continue reading “Stage 2 de-clutter – the patchwork goes”
the historic precinct in Oamaru is home to some fine old buildings which are now a home to Home Gallery Fine Art
The building was made of Oamaru stone. It was impressive on the corner of Harbour and Wansbeck St.
The stairs were well trodden in the 134-year-old building. The 25 steps indicated the generous height of each level. A smooth handrail confirmed that many people had ventured up these stairs.
The room at the top of the stairs was empty and capacious except for the desk. In the middle of the space was the grain elevator from the years when Wool and Grain were stored in this warehouse. The wooden structure of the building was obvious and expansive. The tall arched windows looked out to the bay. Continue reading “top of the stairs are Fine Arts in Oamaru”
Farewell Te Wai Pounamu, it is with sadness that I leave
Yesterday morning I left. I had followed the Picton detour signs, a reminder of an earthquakes capability, and was on the 0215 ferry to Wellington and then homeward(?) bound to Auckland. I have spent most of 2016 with you and have grown to love who you are. Continue reading “I leave the South Island … for now”