I started these on a day hot enough to have the windows open. It’s a balmy 70 degrees in Atlanta today. I opened the windows and bound off a pair of fingerless mitts that I may not get a chance to wear this year….oh well.
My niece calls them texting mitts. I call them fingerless mitts or wrist warmers. It’s about all you need during the mild southeastern winters.
Yarn: Rowan Pure life silk/viscose/cotton Blend
Pattern: From Knitty.com-Voodoo Wrist Warmers
All this balmy weather has caused me to drop the cardi idea. Instead of a nice bulky wool, I placed an order yesterday for 3 skeins of linen in a calm cool sandalwood shade. It should be in my mailbox Monday or Tuesday.
Just a little note to let you know I haven’t completely abandoned this project. I hope to be back to my old blah blah blogging self in the near future. Wishing everyone a joyful happy spring.
Resigned to a day at home, I picked up my knitting needles……no knitting today. I picked up the drawing pad……no drawing today. I picked up a new copy of American Artist Drawing….read 2 paragraphs before falling asleep.
I usually get angry with myself at times like this and fall into a depression or plow through the fatigue only to feel worse; but maybe I’m finally learning how to be a kinder gentler host in this body. The day wasn’t going to be how I planned it to be, so I let go of my plans. Letting go is for making room. The sun made its arc over the roof of the house streaming a soft angle of gold light on the keyboards as I typed this post-gold on the edge of the hutch door and gold on the floor in small square pockets-a surreal daily phenomenon that could move you to tears. Maybe some days our body has to force us to sit still so we can see ordinary things more deeply. Some days we are a burning ball of fire. Some days we are shade. So be it.
If you think knitting takes patience, just try portrait drawing. To my surprise repetition does morph the critic. Along with repetition, the inspiring and uplifting spirit of my fellow students also act as a cushion and benevolent support system that is unbeatable. This sketch was done with graphite pencils. Tonight I am playing with charcoal and pastels. The rest of the class is already on to painting, but I’m OK with where I am now. There is not enough hours in the day!
The first assignment was very approachable for an intimidated beginner like me. No portraits now, just the simple study of light and shadow on an egg. The above is the start of a 4 week online portrait drawing class with Misty Mawn. During this exercise I learned the value of starting with light lines and for once, used a blending stump instead of my fingers to blend in pencil markings. I took this class for a number of reasons:
–to sharpen my sense of sight and see the world more deeply
-to play in a field outside of my comfort zone
-to get into the habit of making a sketch everyday
-to personally challenge an apparently harsh critic that breathes fire every time I pick up a paint brush or pencil
Three days in six eggs later my pencil meets the page with a mixture of excitement joy and trepidation. Even though Misty says, “Now jump in and draw your first portrait”, I am not quite ready. Instead I study the face in segments: eyes, nose, mouth…. Maybe by the end of the week I’ll get there…
Underneath and in between everything in my everyday comfortable life is the uncomfortable life and harsh conditions of Haiti. For those above and beneath the ground, we hear your cries. You are in our prayers.