when I looked at the sky it was wool
The knitting is going well, almost finished. It was slightly unrealistic of me to set myself the task of finishing the day’s sky piece on the day but it’s almost there. I didn’t really take into consideration that I would be at work and that I was new to knitting – hence having to start Wednesday’s piece four times as I’ve yet to unpick successfully.
So, by the weekend I will have the project complete; 7 days in 7 frames. I have the photos to prove that the wool matches each day’s sky, as yet I don’t know what to do with them – how do they figure, if at all?
The subject of pinning a piece of work down to a specific time and place is very interesting for me and I think something that I will investigate pretty soon. Although this project has taught me to reconsider logistical issues that might get in the way.
I read somewhere that Cardiff University of Psychology was researching the benefits of knitting for combating the complexities of stress, pain and depression and eliminating negative thoughts… but I haven’t been able to discover their findings. It’s something to do with regulating breathing. I found that I held my breath until I finished each row.
I don’t know if anyone else has this issue, but by the time I get to photograph my work it’s the evening and interior lighting is a nightmare, what with all the shadows! The weekend seems to be the only time that I can get a good picture. Roll on summer.
I’ve been thinking about the impossibility of colour matching and the absurdity of representing the sky with a piece of knitting. Trying to make some sense of the world.
