I managed to persuade the hybrid handmade helpers (my two young sons) to come with me on a hike. I let them take the swords that they had just made from a old broom handle, tape and cardboard which allowed them to pretend they were actually on a Ninja mission!
|Flowering Ivy, November 2013, Cari-Jane Hakes|
|Forest Floor Organic Structures, November 2013, Cari-Jane Hakes|
In between and underneath and hiding way down low I managed to find some tiny treasures. Soft and stippled textures, tiny pods of satellite pollen on stalks, shooting outwards, hoping for a transfer to somewhere else.
|A Sienna Symphony, November 2013, Cari-Jane Hakes|
|Quiet Folds, November 2013, Cari-Jane Hakes|
And when the rustle of shuffled leaves subsided I found these tiny folded compositions of velvet soft layers resting quietly on the edges of fallen trunks. The colour of the canopy with its radiating tones was like a drop of watercolour pigment painted onto damp paper. The underside reminds me of the faded soft netting edge of an old ballet tutu.
|Textured Porcelain, November 2013, Cari-Jane Hakes|
The Ninjas were happy to abort their mission on numerous occasions to share in all these little discoveries.
It was a good walk. Time well spent. Mission accomplished.