Spring Rain
I live in Western Oregon and here spring is alternately a wonderful riot of color, especially a particularly shocking shade of green, or it is gray-lavender skies and mud and pouring rain. My first inclination when I thought about how I was going to interpret “Spring” was to focus on
Nesting Season
I love this time of the year, when nature wakes up and green leaves start to appear on the bushes and trees. After a long Canadian winter everyone is glad to see fresh colours, flowers and birds again. I wanted to convey this feeling using the picture of
Cherry Blossoms Spring
Japan was very cold this winter. The cherry trees slept well. They woke up and started to bloom. We sometimes have a picnic under the cherry blossoms. It is fun to enjoy eating foods, drinking Sake and singing Karaoke. The cherry tree
Spring Days
Rooflines # 17: Spring Days ©ColleenKole 2018 29″W x 40 ” H Gallery 1-5 After a few false starts on this prompt, I always come back to spring in the deep green mountains, the Green Mountains of Vermont. With the grey and white back drop of months upon months
The flowers are here
I created this quilt inspired by the first spring flowers around our house. The background is randomly pieced, trying to show the ground right after the snow disappeared. I am not a garden person, so I put up some flower quilts at the entrance of our house
Spring is …
After a cold winter, New buds slowly begin to come out of the world in snow-covered ground. And the wind starts to turn warm gradually. Then the snow melts and the ground is exposed, it begins to turn green. Not long after, Nature changes colorfully and vividly. This is indeed
Spring – literally
I am a very literal person and so when I heard the next Prompt was Spring I immediately thought of the metal types not the season. I live in Australia where the seasons are not as severe as most of my fellow Cloth in Common artists. We don’t wait
Hope Springs
My piece embodies what spring means to me. It is the time of year when I yearn to try new things and when I most enjoy printing at my bench, in my studio, with the doors open to my garden. It is the time of year when hope springs.
Beginnings
I am pretty disciplined about working in my studio but it is sometimes hard to make myself walk the 20 metres or so from our kitchen door to my studio when it is dark, cold and raining. And this last winter seemed to go on forever. We don’t get
The Celebration of Spring
The changing of the seasons is always a celebration here in Michigan. As much as I would enjoy living in a warmer climate, I would miss the cyclical change in weather, changing of the clothing wardrobes and differences in the variety of fresh foods available at our farmers markets.