Travels with Shelley and Muzzy: Homage

Muz 'n' Shell

Muzzy and I started traveling in 1990. Our first trip was to Thailand. Muzzy was in the Merchant Marines in another incarnation and had traveled all over the world. I had done a lot of internal traveling, but waited a lifetime to be able to really travel. After that first trip I was definitely hooked. We went to Bali in '93 with our daughter Sarah and her partner Don. In '96 we returned to Thailand to visit Sarah at her Peace Corps site in Petchabun province and to celebrate her marriage to Don on the island of Koh Phangan in the Gulf of Thailand. In '99 we went to Nepal and Thailand, in '03 to Laos and Thailand, and in '05/'06 back to Thailand, Laos and Burma. It was a trip the whole family took after the death of our eldest daughter Lise from breast cancer in February of '05. In '07 we returned to Nepal, Laos and Thailand with our dear traveling companion Kyp. Ever since that first trip to Laos, we have been in love with the country. There is something timeless and magical there and if there is any balm for my soul, it is in the warm breezes that blow across the peninsula in Luang Prabang. Muzzy and I have been incredibly fortunate in making the trip up the Nam Tha river twice to Luang Namtha. Laos is so special to us that I hesitate to tell anyone about it, but life does go on and no place is immune anymore from tourism. I just hope we get to keep traveling. The photos posted on this site are all by Mr. Muz unless otherwise stated, and he is a grand and wonderful photographer! I could go on forever (we both could and often do!) but really, thats why we started the blog!

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Homage

Because I like the word. I am working with a 7 inch foam ball, bright yellow, that I got for a pittance (another word I like) and I am learning to needle felt...as an "homage" to Linda Sue. I met her when she first started to needle felt. I remember distinctly that she told me anyone could do this and that I should try it. It has taken me about 7 years to try, but I am fascinated by her work. Since I am not a scluptural type, it is difficult for me but I have to admit, there is something satisfying about stabbing that needle into a ball of foam and making wool adhere to itself. Now I have a large yellow ball with patches of soft wool roving stuck to it...