This is what it looks like as you fly over Australia. Sometimes I can capture images, sometimes not. This time I flew to right through the centre of Australia from South the North and I captured this image. Come home and make the quilt. Finished.
Author: Pam Holland
I travel the world teaching and talking.
Photographing and writing,
Sharing experiences
What a way to go.
Working through the process.
Still working on the Giraffe. To be honest I had some doubts after I coloured the background but I quite like it now and I have a lot more planned for it, by that I mean I need to darken the top two edges of the quilt so that your eyes focus on the image…
Bringing your travels back home.
I sit under a Kantha quilt of indeterminable age at night when I watch TV, made by someone in the magical world of invisible possibility. There’s a stack that is neatly folded by the big chair that the Grandies love to sit in, and each of them has a favorite quilt to sit under. They…
It’s cooler today.
For us, living in the Adelaide Hills, the temperature has dropped and it’s cool once again. There is a stillness in the garden and the agapanthus are almost in full bloom and I love sitting out amongst the foliage and my ‘things’ and working. It’s unreal that our country is in the grip of terrible…
A muddling day.
I began the day with good intention, plans were changed for a meeting at the last minute and it sort of threw me a bit. OK, suck it up sunshine, I wanted to achieve a lot today, but I got sidetracked and washed the bathroom mats and did some cooking. (not my favourite thing) I…
The way it is.
I’m creating a year long time capsule. I may not be able to do it each day, but I will try to capture just a little bit daily. You may be interested, maybe it’s boring, but it’s a social experiment on my behalf. I have an application called’ Day One’ on my phone, Ipad and…
A New Year is like a blank book, and the pen is in your hands. It is your chance to write a beautiful story for yourself.
Goodness me what will the year bring? My calendar tells me that there are only a few squares spare. The blank squares announce a day, a day to myself to fill with ‘my stuff’ My journey in Textile Art will take me to The Dominican Republic, USA, Mexico, India, Morocco, Egypt, Kenya, South Africa, France…
Working in my Studio.
After months on the road and preparing for tours again in 10 days time, it’s time for a revision on the food one puts into the body. So a list has been written and I’ll send the hubby to the supermarket. I begin the revision well, but sometimes it just lasts a few days… maybe…
My favorite time of the year.
Sharing my Studio. I love Summer I love summer at my house, and today I’m sitting under the gazebo overlooking our property having breakfast to the chorus of magpies and parrots. The agapanthus are in early bloom and ring the garden in a purple haze. As testament to their tenacity they even grow…
3 days after Christmas
The razzmatazz is over, the food is disappearing from the fridge and one’s mind turns to carbohydrate guilt and delight at the same time. We eat things that are not supposed to be good for us, however, the delight at eating the forbidden manifests in a quiet smile. We know it’s not going to stay…