McCarthy Road
This essay was written the day after I drove the McCarthy Road for the first time. The images are from an assortment of trips on that road including the drive yesterday. I start out going ten miles an hour down this dirt road that will lead me to
Mapping out roads
When I read the new prompt I knew right away that I would interpret it very literally. There are a lot of metaphorical uses of “road”, as in “take the high road”, “the road to success” etc. but I did not have any good ideas how to
The Winding Road to a Quilt
I grew up in Northeast Ohio. The roads went north and south, and east and west. Additionally, Lake Erie was always in my view. And Lake Erie equaled north. To my right was East, to my left was West, and behind me was South. Instead of appreciating this simplicity,
ROAD TO WHERE?
I live in Australia where the distances are vast. I have recently returned from Darwin and flying from Sydney to Darwin takes over 4 hours and most of the trip is over desert. However there are roads still to be seen. I love to take pictures from plane windows so
Pleasant Memory Of American Road
In 2014, I traveled to SAQA Japan Rep Jim Hay’s hometown in Michigan USA for the first time with my friend. Everthing I saw was very exciting. We got on the train from Mundelin to Cicago. Through the train window, I could see a rich nature and at the
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