Discovery Green, a 12-acre park across from the George R. Brown Convention Center (home to the Fall Quilt Market & Festival) is a view-friendly respite during a hectic week in Houston. Most market goers probably make the same circuit each day: hotel, convention center, dinner out & back to hotel. Rarely does the plan vary, unless you have a car and can carve a bit of time out and away from business. If you can, the rewards are many.
Staying downtown, a walk in the park becomes a short cut back to the hotel. I love seeing this art piece every year. In fact, it looks kinda quilty to me.
And a beautiful quilt from the international portion of the exhibit, brings the outdoors in. Terry lives in Canada and used her own photos of flowering trees to inspire.
Another stunning floral International quilt by a famous teacher-artist: Noriko Endo, who lives in the Setagaya district of Tokyo. Here she paints from the Imperial Palace in Tokyo.
Mary Lou & I managed to take in the art museum here and it didn’t disappoint. It featured a fabulously curated, 250 piece exhibit on American Art. Here are some of the highlights. I was a bit self-conscious at first, so I didn’t get a photo of the Paul Revere, Jr. silver teapot, or the John James Audubon “Birds of America” volume (nearly 4 feet tall!) or the Tiffany lamp and vase, or the Georgia O’Keffe “Grey Lines With Black, Blue & Yellow”.
It is indeed a rare sight to be able to view a Gees Bend quilt, especially out of a quilt museum or quilt exhibit. Here you could see layers of cloth under the holes in the pants. I love how the pockets are visibly darker than the rest of the “cloth.”
We live in a modern home and enjoy simple, well crafted furniture. My sewing desk and couch are George Nelson pieces. We also have a Julius Shulman “Case Study House #22″ photo on the wall in our dining room.
The Getty bought the rights to his photographic collection some years ago and since his death in 2009, the value of the prints has skyrocketed.
The Wilson Tunnel, viewed from the east side, as you walk along the black floor to the other end, actually crossing under the street from one gallery to the next. The light changes to blue and purple and back to red again.
In the purple zone, you almost couldn’t tell where the walking path ended and the light began. I was fearful of walking off the path into the exhibit. Smartly positioned guards seem to help.
Look for the upcoming, Part 2, Back to the market, the real reason for coming to Houston…