One way or another, there's been quite a bit of art and beauty this week. I treated myself to these Pyrethrum daisies on Thursday. They looked so cheerful and I could see them in this vase. They are drooping in the heat and won't make it to the weekend.
but probably keeping out of the was of the noisy miner claiming territory on the other side of the same tree.
an item in the catalogue for the Elder's auction on Sunday. It was a maquette of a statue in Rundle Mall, Girl on a Slide by David Howie (left). It was a favourite of Jim's. He always said it reminded him of Katherine.
I went to a viewing on Thursday after Pilates, and took the photo on the right. It was clearly an early maquette (since it hadn't been used!) with the general shape, but little detail. The figure was roughly 6"-7" long. While not what I call beautiful, it is a great piece of history. I talked it over with Katherine and thought long and hard. In the end I decided it belonged in a museum and not in my home. I nevertheless went to the auction to see the outcome. It sold for $2200, towards the lower end of the estimate. I'm glad it sold. I hope it informs the history of Adelaide Art.
On Friday I took myself off to the Museum and Art Gallery. I did a bit of Christmas shopping and had lunch at the Museum. I sampled the upper galleries of the Art Gallery, delighted to see these silhouettes on display. I can remember how many years ago I first saw this, but it made me smile then as it did this week.I also bought a copy of Jenny Aland's History of the SA School of Art, which is the oldest in Australia, having begun in 1856. Jenny worked with Jim in the Education Department and since retiring from there, continues her work with the for the Arts.
It's a remarkable, monumental, achievement and I'm enjoying dipping into it.
I hadn't managed to plant much of what I bought last weekend at St Margaret's Market. as I had run out of potting mix. As fanily dinner was back on here on Monday, I went shopping on Satuday for moussaka ingredients, then on to a nursery. As well as potting mix I bought a Bay tree, and a wicker balcony basket. When I got home I parked the nursery purchases and spent the afternoon making the moussaka. I once did this over two days, but have now got it down to 4-5 hours. It takes it out of me - but with a sense of achievement. It went down well on Monday night and felt good to be back in this routine.
On Monday I got up early and, in my nightdress, got stuck into planting. The Bay tree is on the lower right. I managed to rearrange the baskets on the rail to fit in the new wicker one, repotted a couple of spider plants that were badly pot-bound, and potted up the plants from St Margarets. The nightdress went into the laundry basket, I showered, dressed in proper clothes and vaccuumed the carpet where my feet had traipsed soil.
I also finally ventured into the Square to see what my tinsel balcony decoration looked like from below. I didn't much like it, so today, after coffee with Panayoula in Dulwich, I called at the Heirloom Christmas Shop and bought a big red bow.
Five days ago the Bishop of Grafton announced the appointment of Tiffany, a new bishop for the diocese. I've managed to add her name to the embroidered bag, and spent many hours trying to adapt and adjust photographs to have more bags and cushions printed. It's a tricky process when dealing with multiple photographs. I have both bags and cushions orgered. When they arrive I'll know whether I managed it, and will tell the story.
And 10 minutes ago I finished knitting the sparkly acrylic yarn and writing a blog post. This is the result.
Emails and messages have begun arriving in response to my Christmas cards. I love getting these. They lift my spirits.
It's been a busy, but satisfying week.
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