So I took a day off work. An hour's commute on a good day turns into a stress-filled two hours, minimum, on a day like this, and there's always the chance of sliding off the road or being killed in an accident or something thoroughly unpleasant like that. I stayed home.
"Well!" I can hear you saying to yourself, "She's always complaining about not having enough time to knit or spin or weave - here's a whole day she can spend doing just that!" Well, yes, but even with the coziness of being snowed in, I feel restless. I knit for an hour on the CROPS jacket, which is coming along nicely...
...once I decided to just stop dithering over needle size. I ended up using the specified size, which gave me slightly more stitches per inch than called for. I compensated by using the stitch counts for the next larger size, after a bit of math said that was appropriate.
Knitting didn't satisfy me. I wound balls of handspun - some lovely cranberry BFL 3-ply and most of the skeins from Belle, the white Romney fleece I spun into a worsted-weight 2-ply some time ago.
That didn't satisfy me. I have the itch to create something. Not just follow a knitting pattern, not just mindlessly spin fiber because I like to spin and I have lovely fiber - but create something from scratch. My something. Something that says something.
It's very annoying. Creating something takes enormous time and energy, and while I have that today, I won't tomorrow or the next day. But I know this itch, this drive, won't go away, either, so I suppose I better give in and make something, damn it.
I'm going back to thinking. Thinking about creativity and what I want to say and how to fit making something into my life. I might knit while I think.
In the meantime, the plants in my bay window are blooming - enjoy!
4 comments :
Man, I'm jealous, I wish we had that much snow--and that our squirrels would stay outside!
I dunno what to do with that. It IS a conundrum. What we have energy for NOW isn't what works for the long haul of said (or fantasized) project. What DOES one do??
Plug away. The ideas comes when you least expect them, but you have to be working at the craft.
Something clicks.
While you work.
I know that feeling well. I sat last night, knowing that I should knit xmas socks, I could knit something else, but since I didn't want to knit either of those, I didn't knit anything. Did your creativity find an outlet?
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