I live and craft in England (or perhaps “live to craft...”?). I love colour and I love pretty things.
I must have been a magpie or a butterfly in a previous life, such is my attraction to colourful and shiny stuff (aka, pretty, shiny things).
This blog is my attempt to make sense, and keep track, of what I make.
confessions of a fabric obsessive
Tourist in my own Town
Yesterday, I had an all-day ticket for the buses in Birmingham, so after I’d been and done the things that I needed to do, I went into the city centre to fetch the library books that I’d requested (I live life on the edge, I do, oh yes).
Despite having planned this library trip for several days, do you think I managed to bring my library card with me? Do you think I discovered the absence of said library card before I’d walked all the way from the bus stop to the library?
Being in the city centre with nothing to do, a couple of things caught my eye, and I decided to do “tourist in my own town”. Have you ever done this? It means taking photos of everything just like a tourist, but close to where you live, hence “tourist in my own town”.
The first thing that caught my eye was the African Textiles exhibition in Birmingham Museum and Art Gallery (you can see it’s the Museum and Art Gallery, ‘cos it says it in letters above the main entrance).
The museum is a lovely old Victorian building that I love for itself, inside and out. I missed “Lost in Lace” and the Da Vinci exhibition that ended last month, I just didn’t get a chance to get into town with a couple of hours spare. I’m determined not to miss the African textiles exhibition( I wonder if they’ll let me take photos?).
I also spotted some artwork on the side of the Library, that I’d never really noticed before.
I’ve no idea why “Everything Is Possible” is written in Spanish. Excuse the vans parked in the photo, there’s a lot of building going on in Birmingham right now.
Around the corner from the museum is the Town Hall with the famous “floozie in the jacuzzi” aka Mistry’s River sculpture.
Big girl, our River, kinda Rubenesque.
Mistry’s Guardians remind me of a Sphinx.
I always want to straighten up Gormley’s Iron Man, I’d love it more if it wasn’t intentionally wonky. That’s the Gas Hall in the background, no idea how it got its name.
New Street is full of shoppers at the weekend, and full of the Christmas Market during November and December. You never see photos of it when the trees are budding, so I took one or two. I love the old buildings here too. You hear so much about all the new building going on, it’s nice to take a look at the old ones that are still alive and well used.
So that was half an hour in Birmingham city centre. When I got off the bus in one of Birmingham’s suburbs, I carried on with taking photos.
Walking along the river Cole. So much green within sight of a busy main road.
One of my favourite trees, the Hawthorne (May), is starting to blossom, always a good sign for me that spring is here and summer won’t be long.
Even people’s front gardens are looking pretty
- Light and Dark – Lost in Lace (dianajhale.wordpress.com)
- Lost in Lace Study Day – Birmingham Museum & Art Gallery, Sat 11th February 2012 (daisymarmalade.wordpress.com)
- Leonardo exhibition – what a genius. (mum6kids.wordpress.com)