“I don’t know that I have technique. I just do it, as well as I can.”
That is a great line from one of the potters.
Tomorrow is my 31st birthday. What a difference a year makes!
At this time last year I was miserable. I had no job, I was living with my mom, I was not in a happy place.
Some of the posts from then reflect that. That is one of the many great things about PBS: is there when you need it, and you get out of it what you need.
I spent my 30th birthday in my mom’s jacuzzi getting drunk with Holly. Well, I was getting drunk. She was making sure I didn’t drown.
I listed everything wrong with my life. When I sobered up, I chose the top 3 things and decided to change them. So I did. I am very proud of myself. I think I will do it again this year. Nothing as looming though.
The up side is that I am much happier with myself and with my life. The down side is I don’t watch as much PBS as I once did. I just don’t have time.
But that is ok. PBS will still be there for me whenever I need it.
This episode is all about connections. Connections are important.
Much like the installation above, I have created threads connecting different things to me. I have gotten involved in groups and things outside of work and home.
Interestingly enough, my knitting has remained a connection throughout all of it.
I have talked a little before about why I knit. That is one of the reasons I love this series. Craft In America features many artists and craftsmen, all of whom have different reasons for doing what they do.
Everyone does what they do for a different reason. Lately, I have been hanging out with a lot of artists, a lot of crafty people. It makes me happy. Busy and exhausted half the time, but happy.
It has also made me have to explain myself. This gets easier the more I watch PBS, where people explain themselves all the time. It gets even easier as I am becoming more and more comfortable in my own skin. This is a long time coming. For the longest time, I was not comfortable with myself. For a myriad of reasons. One of them being I wasn’t able to explain myself. A vicious cycle.
Why I knit: I do not knit for a creative and/or artistic outlet. Hanging out with creative and artistic people like I do, I recognize that there is creativity in what I do, but that is mostly accidental. I am not really a creative person, though I wish I was.
I knit because I can be a little OCD. I can be a little obsessive. I can be…a lot of things.
I am not a control freak, exactly. More a control enthusiast.
Knitting helps me to manage that. I can make it as regimented as I want. The more crazy the world around me gets, the more plain, but textured, my knitting gets. Chaos results in garter stitch or moss stitch or ribbing. Something regimented. In a world where I control very little, I can control nearly every aspect of my knitting.
Working in the fields I work in, there is very little tangible sense of accomplishment. There is next to nothing that I can point at and say “there. I did that”. But with my knitting, I can do that. Here is a physical manifestation of my time and effort.
I don’t know how many craftsmen feel the same way. I haven’t heard yet someone on Craft in America say this. Or the artists I am meeting say something similar.
And that is ok.
They will watch Crossroads and see all the cool pots and sculptures.
I will look at the same thing and think “oh, look at all the pretty colors!”
By the way: If you are in Tucson, or can get to Tucson, come to the Art Auction. See all the pretty colors…