I was smitten with India from the first breath of Indian
air when the door of the plane opened to a foggy, smoky cold night late in
December, my first thought was I must be crazy! I felt at home, you know that
long sigh you let out when you get home?
And it has been a tempestuous love affair ever since. I
have poked my nose into every corner I came across, read, read and read
whatever I can find to discover my loves’ secrets and continue to look and
wonder until this day.
After my second visit to India [Praveen as well as India was
calling me back by then] I was talking with a bunch of women at our local
textile guild, I dropped something and as I bent over to retrieve it one of
them said “We want to come to India with you, we want to play textiles just
like you do.” I was so surprised I fell over on my bottom and had my feet
waving in the air! When I look at the moment I see myself like an upside down
tortoise wiggling around.
I righted myself, thought as an ex-Steiner/Waldorf teacher and
surviving many camping trips with a group of 25 kids and never losing one “How
hard can it be?” Creative Arts Safaris started then.
We made many friends on that first trip, these images are
from Steve and Anne, who we have gone onto to spending many happy travels with
since those days.