Monday, August 2, 2010

Where to next, my dear??
I love my home but when the weekend rumbles up to the front door I find it hard to stay there. This weekend just gone saw my husband and myself off on a jolly jaunt to Kyneton...with an empty backseat. What a lovely peaceful drive, interrupted only by the dulcet sounds of adult voices discussing adult topics and the occasional "Do I turn here? No? Where then??!...WELL I  DON'T KNOW WHERE WE ARE."
Our first stop was in Piper Street.  Very cool, a bit quirky and full of fancy foodie spots.  It took us a good couple of hours to ramble around the shops and an extoadinarily long conversation to decide which lucky eating spot would gain the privelege of filling our hungry tummies(we opted for a big, bustling turkish style place).  Long before lunch time, though, everything that we were yet to see was put in to shadow by one very awesome gallery/shop (see piccy, above) It's called The Stockroom (www.stockroomonpiper.com/) and it tickled many a fancy of mine. It's full of designer made items and artworks along with some funky reclaimed bits and pieces. All in an old factory, complete with a cafe area serviced by a retro food caravan (and I do love a good caravan!)
Come tea time (all the fancy places having been booked out weeks in advance) we settled on a new Indian curry house in an old flour mill called Dhaba at the Mill (http://www.dhabaatthemill.com/). What a cool place to eat! Curries bubble away behind the counter while Bollywood movies play on the wall. It's dark and has a grungy vibe but the food is really down to earth, authentic, and made with local stuff (yay, not full of crap!)
We rolled out of there feeling more than satisfied and got in the car with the hope that we'd burn off some of the food on the drive in preparation for some (more) red wine, some flash cheese and a healthy dose of chocolate back at the B & B. Haven't been so relaxed, or indulgently well fed in three years (and it'll take that long to get over it, too!)
It's amazing what a couple of days out of routine, immersed in the workings of clever, enthusiastic people, in the form of eateries, galleries and shoperies  does for the creative motor.  I've come back itching to get drawing and exploring different ideas.  Buntyandsars, you are a lucky thing...your maker is all fired up!

This is a page out of a book encountered on my travels. I love it. It tells the tale of a bear being hunted and craftily drawing himself an escape time and time again using his trusty pencil. I think I''ve got a bit of bear in me and he's inspired me to keep drawing my way through all that life throws at me. Now where's my sharpener?

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