It has been a hectic year, 2014, with quite a few personal challenges and transitions. For one thing, my husband has been traveling a lot for work and that means that I’ve been single parenting more often than I would like. Recently, my husband was in India and I have to admit that I was sick with envy. How I miss the vibrancy and chaos, the architecture and colors, the spices and markets. I spent time remembering our last trip and going back through my pictures, and it occurred to me that I only shared the smallest sliver of our trip with you. Perhaps you’d like to see more? I sent my husband with a shopping list and I’m thrilled to announce that I’m going to be launching another pop-up shop in a few weeks, early November, just in time for some holiday shopping. There will be kantha quilts, hand-blocked notebooks, and beautiful hand-blocked cotton tunics, along with some other treasures. I have trained that man well- and he brought back some beautiful items that I can’t wait to share! I thought I would also offer prints- I know a few of you asked, and I never got around to it. Please let me know which prints you’d like me to offer! As a refresher: Delhi, Bhutan, Rajasthan (I know many of you loved those doors!), Travel Realities, and the first Pop-Up Shop. Without further ado, a trip down memory lane, starting in Delhi, working our way through Bhutan and finishing with my favorite, Rajasthan.
Isn’t it interesting how Bhutan has such a different and distinct look, both the people, colors and architecture? That is what amazes me about this part of the world- each region in Inda, and bordering country, has its own language, food, culture, and religion. I feel as though you could study India and its neighboring countries for your entire life and still not grasp the full story.
Rajasthan, shown above and below, is by far my most favorite region that I have visited in India (though there are so many regions I have yet to discover). The vibrant colors of the woman’s saris against the faded desert landscape is the visual that I associate with the region. That, and the wild colors of the homes and buildings, again standing in such contrast to the muted landscape.
And finally, into the countryside of Rajasthan. This was probably one of the most memorable days of the trip, as we were welcomed into the homes of these farmers, and offered lunch as we watched our kids play together.