NT day! Everyone can buy and let off some serious fireworks. It freaked Kira the dog right out.
Diary:We went hunting Wichetty grubs Saturday. You look under a certain plant, see evidence of insects like a shell or dry cracking, then dig around the root exposing it. Cracking it very gently, you can get the grub out without damage. They are seriously tasty; like egg, nutty flavoured, maybe like corn, v nice.
Sunday we tried to find honey in a tree. You look for the holes where the bees go in and out, then dig and take it out of the tree. As per yesterday, the main meal was damper, potatoes, and roo tail. Also today we added someone's left behind roo roast, with carrots and capsicum, which the ladies also ate. These were done in alfoil buried in hot coals.
Trevor came in for community service. He likes AFL a lot and plays for Nyirripie, where his wife is from. He has a daughter and a son on the way. He asked me if I like hunting. For sure I said, telling him about how we went out with Tess and Dorothy. I got him to give me some basic Warlpiri expressions. Basically I have zero clues and zero hope to get some. Ngoocho ngoro is like "this is a nice place: good country" literally. I took a recording. He twists his lips to say it, plus starts with an ng sound that seems totally different. We mended the fence, trying to add some parts to stop the dogs and kids from getting under it.
Spent the last couple of days packing consignments, picking staples from paintings to get them off the frame, admiring some, selling some. We had a French family and their Swiss friends, dealers, come in to pick up a pile of paintings for their gallery in Brittany. I hung one up in front of them that they ended up taking. It's a Shanna Williams; she does 7 sisters, and they sell like hotcakes. The art dealer is interested as they're easy to shift, come in different sizes, and if someone likes it, he can easily get more: perfect eh. I didn't try out my French on them.
One other lady, I pulled out a copy of the big one we bought, pointing out the level of detail, the precision of the work, ie this one is a goody, and she just took that one. These too sell like hotcakes. the artist puts out quite a few of these.
Right: the hunt for witchetty grubs was successful.
Left; the boys sharing out the paint into pots. They also helped dig, paint canvasses in prep work.
I've dug out a trench for the fence extension, put a roof on drying racks, put out some rocks to make a garden that is sure to fail soon as people just can't seem to leave them alone, painted edges, faces, picked, unmounted paintings etc etc. The boys have helped serve out paints, put paints away, entertained, unmounted paintings etc etc. Marie's done most of the above, except for digging and steelwork.
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