My tired hands are refusing service with delicate thread and thin needles, with the result that a couple of minute fairytale dresses are lying around unfinished. Energy still comes by the thimble-full, but hooray, I found that my hands work with a crocheting hook thick as my little finger.
To keep costs down and to stop the overflow of wools from boxes and baskets I've introduced an embargo on buying new materials until I've worked my way through them. No thick yarns around, so I strung several colours together, first for the mittens, and now for this piece. It is fast work and gratification is almost instant: each stitch is as big as my small toe. I'm craving fun, laughter, lightness, and got some making this piece. Nothing gets your friends hooting like telling them on the phone that you're crocheting a mass of curls for armpits and other places. So here we are. Hope you enjoy them too. Oh, and writing this a German proverb came into my mind, "Langes Fädchen, faules Mädchen", which translates literally as "long thread, lazy girl". I'm sure there is an English version, but can't think of it. Any ideas?
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Well I certainly felt like a leap and a belly laugh reading your post - lovely lovely stuff but can't help with another proverb I'm afraid - thanks for making my day funny!
so sweet and lovely!!!
:-)
this story for you, from the Paris metro:
the car was fully packed, yet a very beautiful young woman, black curled hair, deep black eyes, was standing next to me and knitting a white sweater with half-a-meter long wooden knitting sticks, totally absorbed in her job, quiet, serene, even dreamy, as if she had been comfortably seated in her bed with a cup of tea next to her. of course people had to move around to make room for her, she didn't even notice what happened around her. the white thread followed the length of her body until the floor, where it disappeared into her bag, like an impossible secret.
i wish i could have photographed her... but i will never forget this image, so surreal and wonderful...
Hah! You know when I first looked at this I thought you had made a toad! It just looked like a toad or frog how they lay them out to be dissected. Weird brain process there!
I love your compulsion to make, even though you struggle physically to do so and Roxana, I loved your comment about the woman knitting. At the moment I am thinking about making a work inspired by the Italian woman who was pulled from the rubble of her earthquake hit house after 30 hours of incarceration. And what did she do all the time she was trapped? Crochet! I love the human need to make, it is really precious and I would love to make a work that documents the compulsion we have to knit or crochet. Especially when people do it as well as doing something else, commuting, reading, minding children etc.
oh Marjojo, you're a light to my day. i was hoping to be here before you get to me :). thanks to a friend at work, i got the meaning to the long thread, lazy girl translation:
"If you thread a needle with a long length of thread to save yourself the trouble of rethreading it frequently, the thread is likely to tangle and knot." makes a lot of sense these smart proverbs.
the armpit curls crack me up. just the other day i came across pictures of celebrities flashing their armpit hair. something natural doesn't look natural anymore. i enjoy plucking mine.
babies and chickens both came to my mind when i first saw this post. so cute and strange at the same time! and then the colors remind me of the inside of an avocado seed that i recently saved. it was unexpected and made me really uncomfortable with colors so much like wounds and flesh.
i wish for the hunger you got. mine is a dull aching one. i'm glad you're keeping frustration in check because better to be hungry than not at all, isn't it? yes.
My mother speaks german, and
to be sure,
She would have said that to me many times.
So.
its a chicken suit, yes?
I saw this and thought of you.
http://ruminations-and-rambles.blogspot.com/2010/03/exhibition-visit.html
Very interesting the long, lazy thread, like a net or a trap, thinking too far into the future. And I giggled at the armpit hair, but it's also disturbing because the piece looks like clothes for a toddler or baby. This contrast between childhood and sexuality.
Dear all, how lovely to read you, meet you and thanks for your comments and stories. The knitting woman on the metro is as real to me now as if I'd seen her, as is the woman crocheting her lifeline under the rubble. They are as down-to-earth as they are mysterious, simply wonderful. Love the neglected wonder of the inside of an avocado-seed, there's always something to discover just beneath, and beneath again, and still more. Oh, and Lasuza, the artist you led me too, Anoli Perera and her red 'Elastic Dress' - how I wish I had made that.
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