Goodnight Moon
I am a night owl. I love sunsets and the peaceful and grateful time of day time before the full on darkness of the night. Moving towards night brings a great sense of quiet to my heart and soul. I love reading , journaling and making art late into
Because the night ….
Some of our earlier prompts have been transformed into cloth within days. Others have inspired nothing for the longest time until a last minute revelation and some frantic stitching have produced a quilt. But this one falls in the middle. There are so many ways that you could interpret
Night! Yikes!
We’re going to the dark side with this prompt! It seems like our options are wide open with this one. We could really do any subject matter, as long as it’s in the night time. I’m planning a landscape. I’ve never done a nighttime scene, so I’m enjoying this challenge.
Bon Festival Night
I’m very interested in this challenge “Night”. I can’t see anything but I can feel something invisible in the dark. For example,Fairy,Ghost,Monster,Witch…. So,”Night” is fantastic even creative the moment. Especially I feel like the nostalgic who had died already. Bon Festival in Japan, It’s believed that our ancestor spirits
"Night": prompt #7
“I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.” -Vincent Van Gogh Cafe Terrace at Night, Vincent Van Gogh We Cloth-in-commoners have been together long enough now that I think I have a sense of what you all are about and so I
Walking the road
It has been written so much about all kinds of roads now, so I will concentrate on my road in Western Norway where I was born. Here I walk every summer and at Easter time on snow. Until you walk the path, you don’t know where it goes, is
The back roads
Road. That’s the theme this round, and this was the first thing that I thought of when I read the prompt: This is a painting I just love– “Garroby Hill” by David Hockney–and I will confess that the piece I am working on for the challenge owes more than
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,
Down Memory Lane
Thank you, Eunhee, for this unusual prompt. It inspired me to review my memory of various roads I have seen and travelled. My first thought was of neighborhood kickball games played in the road of a T intersection near my childhood home. I remembered many trips riding in
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