I’m slacking, its five days since I wrote my blog. I don’t think I’ve missed doing a blog for more than a day for a long time.But forgive me, life has been rather hectic and I’ve had a lot of preparation to do.I didn’t even get to catch up on the last part of our…
Author: Pam Holland
I travel the world teaching and talking.
Photographing and writing,
Sharing experiences
What a way to go.
Soul of the Quilter event.
This is a painting I purchased on Thursday in Haiti. The fan is spinning quietly above the bed and it’s a pleasant  change from the air-conditioning I dislike so much.Next to my desk the iPad is downloading maps of California for my trip from San francisco to Modesto in a few…
The Soul of the Quilter
Its not quite the end of the day, but I have 3 days to write, draw and photograph now before the next class. This tour is titled the ‘Soul of the Quilter’What do those words mean. soul |sÅl|noun1 the spiritual or immaterial part of a human being or animal, regarded as immortal.Many of our quilts…
Bonnet House – Inspiration
the base of the fountain at Bonnet House. I worked out how to catch the sun trolley today. The air was crisp and the sky clear blue and I felt the need to be creative with a little photography. The local sun trolley is fun, I have an app, it shows…
The bird
I've decided to keep the two blogs running for the time being, the difficulty is that I have a problem with censorship of Typepad in some countries. Bird to quilt.
Following the line – working though a design.
I’m in Alligator country right now, You never know what’s around the corner.I intended to go to the museums but I got on the wrong ferry and ended up in Hollywood. The Hollywood Beach Broadwalk, a 2.5-mile-long pedestrian promenade, it bustles with joggers, skaters, cyclists and families. The shops and booths…
The true story of the quilt – Thank you Della
This week was another milestone for me. Something special and I’ve taken a few days to digest what just happened.I was asked to take my Quilt of American Gothic to the Art Institute of Chicago.We had an appointment to meet one of the officials, but by the time she arrived, Jim had shared the quilt  with…
Relax, relax, relax.
It was an amazing day today. Clear blue skies. Turquoise water, palm trees  and darn big yachts. It was a day to relax and I certainly did. I spent the day hopping on and off the water taxis.Its a bit like a hop on, hop off bus, but its on water….
Moving again.
It’s a quiet early Sunday morning and I’m sitting in the executive  club at Chicago airport watching the planes refuel amidst a white cloud of snow, ice and steam. The sun has just risen and the air  tipped pink for just a short time but now all is white and grey, beautiful in the extreme…