Over the river and through the woods? I only wish the path led to my grandmother’s house though it does lead me back to my house. We’ve had a very light dusting of snow, but the ground is frozen and ice is forming on the local ice skating pond.
Category Archives: Inspiration
I live about a half mile up hill from the Cuyahoga River. Many mornings the river valley is shrouded in fog that gradually lifts by mid morning. It makes for wonderfully atmospheric landscapes.
Nature has marvelous taste in seasonal bouquets. Here’s one she presented to me just before the hard frost.
I was going to avoid the sometimes cliched photos of autumn leaves, but then I saw this scene and couldn’t resist.
The effect of golden reflections in my neighbors’ windows is a bit like a Thomas Kinkade painting, but not as twee. I cropped the photo to eliminate a deck and lots of gray vertical boards, but the colors are true.
I love it as a color scheme and maybe even inspiration for a modern type quilt.
As an aside, check out the prices at the Thomas Kinkade website and then try to make the case that a quilt for $1000 is overpriced.
I discovered a new way to pass the time while I waited at a railroad crossing the other week – take pictures. Akron’s back ways abound with railroad crossings that are used by freight trains at times I find inconvenient. After a while the graffiti painted on the cars got boring, so I picked up my phone and started snapping.
My interest was in the clouds and electric wires, but I was amused to notice the reflection of the Mustang’s rear on the hood of my car. Since the trains at this intersection usually take about 10 minutes to clear the crossing, I had plenty of time for photo ops.
One aspect of artistic endeavor is finding interest in the mundane, even in society’s outcasts. A case in point is Japanese knotweed, pictured above on the banks of the Cuyahoga River. It is considered among the world’s most invasive species. It’s certainly the bane of my local parks departments.
According to Eattheweeds.com, Knotweed, in the Buckwheat family, is not liked in western nations because it grows around three feet a month, sends roots down some 10 feet, grows through concrete, damaging roads, dams, buildings and just about anything made by man.
And yet, I like the screen of its stems that allows me to see the river and the opposite bank. Its dark green leaves provide a refreshing contrast to the lighter, grayer green of the distant trees. Maybe it would work as a horizontal composition with lots of criss crossed narrow pieces as part of one row.
According to the website noted above, you can cook and eat its leaves. Perhaps a knotweed puree over ice cream or knotweed bread. Recipes are provided. I can tell you where to harvest lots of it.