I have taken a lot of photographs throughout the month, and have been showing them to you, but I still have more, so I will share them in this post. Most of these were taken in Cincinnati, Ohio, where we went to the National Underground Railroad Freedom Center. They are featuring a moving quilt exhibit, called "We are the Story: a Visual Response to Racism" but unfortunately we were not permitted to photograph them. There are a few quilts shown on their website.
The center had strict masking and social distancing protocols and is located right by the river where there is a park and two stadiums, so it was a wonderful place to visit.
A game was about to start at the baseball stadium. Lots of people wearing red in this area. This man is using a rented Scooter.
You can see the Underground Railroad museum is right behind this sign. If you turn the other way, you see the river.
These big quilts are made by Aminah Robinson, who is an Ohio quilt artist. A man in our party wondered how much these quilts would weigh. More of Aminah Robinson's work is being featured at the Columbus Museum of Art.
The Ohio River. Kentucky, which was a slave state, is on the other side.
There was a beautiful rose garden there. The roses were still blooming in July. Our roses bloom in June and September.
2021: Week 30 of 15 Minutes to Stitch
This grapevine is in Columbus, Ohio.
This buckeye tree is in Columbus too.
It looks like I missed posting last week. Last week, I worked on the red and white Op Art quilt and quilted the Quote quilt.
This week, I finished the red and white Op Art quilt. I showed it to you in my last post. I also did some quilting on the Quote quilt. I chose fabrics for another block of the ABC quilt.
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You've got some great photos. Sounds like a very fun expedition to view the quilts. You had a great week on the stitching front. Hope this week has been as good for you.
Wow - this sounds like a great trip. I did not know there was such a museum and to see the quilts sounds wonderful!!
It is always a disappointment when photography is not allowed. I understand why, but a photograph that I've taken myself always means more to me than the post card of booklet that I've bought as a memento.
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