My quiet knitting corner.
All in all , things are incredibly quiet up here in the hermitage.
Normally there are a frenzy of things going on, and posting becomes a rhythm of marking creative process, in the days striding out into weeks. Although lately, not so much, I wonder is this perhaps the calm in a storm?
A year ago life seemed utterly bursting. Last year at this time I was immersed in a couple of exhaustive & major pattern-writing projects, helping Jeff get his old house ready to put on the market, rewriting several musical compositions at practice & playing gigs in the duo, still meeting my family often in Calistoga for visits while my nieces still were totally keen for photo shoots & sleepovers, new fleeting friendships bubbling up out of a mysterious internet abyss, and Emma and I were trekking the mountain ridge up to the precipice, together through the wild, and through the seasons. So much was going on in fact, that I couldn’t imagine how anything would possibly change, nor how quickly things shift, creativity cycles, relationships recede, nor how stifling those changes would feel.
My corner reveals a feeling of quiet solitude that I must admit is not entirely relaxing…. nay, it is inwardly stressful. I am always fighting clutter as my nemesis, as it is a tribute to an indecisive and worrisome state of being, so surfaces are nearly stark naked by my best efforts, and yet I now long for gleeful active mess which abandons any idea of order.
melon in the eclipse
Just knitting the rows & rounds of two sweaters for nieces, for some future day well after the equinox, when I will pass them on and post another Sweater Success which marks the end of a job well done only to hop on to the next. But this time, I am actually not sure what is next.
Emma is keeping watch over the woods so that there are no unsettling strange things able to lurk up from behind. She is doing much better moving about and we are walking together more, strengthening our weaknesses together.
Emma in the eclipse, Aug 14, 2017
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Anyway, I have continued to discover old films about textile industry, this being a cheery silent one very apropos for my quiet days. It also seems to reveal a new direction of interest that I am exploring…