Knitting: Sitting for Creative People
~ seen on a T-shirt at Knitting Camp
Last week I had the pleasure of teaching a 3-day Design Your Own Fair Isle Workshop in Madison, Wisconsin, and then driving to Marshfield to attend Meg Swansen's Knitting Camp (2.75). I am a total grump about midwestern summer heat and humidity, but when I flew into Madison and I could see the landscape unfolding below I couldn't help smiling. Wisconsin means friends and creativity and fun to me.
The workshop, held at a lovely private home that looked out over horse pastures, was as stimulating as usual. Nine students stretching their creative muscles around new approaches to color and knitting—some designs came together quickly, while others took longer, but every single one had promise.
Amy Detjen drove me north to Marshfield for Camp when the workshop was over—it was my first opportunity to spend private time with Amy, and we found lots to talk about!
I've been going to Camp since 1998, I think. I missed it once, the year we moved to Berkeley from Seattle. Many people have influenced my knitting life, but Meg Swansen has been the greatest influence on me, and it is not exagerating to say that she is the reason I knit. I had been a weaver, but had realized that I hadn't used my loom in the 8 years after Gingko was born. Selling the loom and the boxes of weaving yarn made me very sad, but I have found that when I take the difficult step of getting rid of what is no longer needed in my life, something better (or perhaps, more appropriate) shows up. It was right at that time that Gingko asked me if I would teach her to knit. Kid's Knitting by Melanie Fallick led to Knitting in America, where I read the profile of Meg, which turned my perception of knitting around 180°.
Camp 2.75 has several parts: show and tell; Meg question and answer period; mini-lessons from other campers; Camp Contest (this year's theme: Under the Influence); and the scholarship raffle.
Sadly, I'm a poor reporter about Camp. Too busy talking and eating and listening. Of the 25 pictures I took, only a handful were in focus (I'm sure I goofed up some setting because the trip photos were fine--anyone would think that I had never taken Franklin Habit's photography class....).
What I love about the week after Camp is the fact that, at this point, my entry into the Camp Contest is perfect! I am filled with ideas for the contest and for other projects, too, to the point that it can feel overwhelming. Today I have time to write down my ideas and prioritize them, and remember fondly the people who have taught me so much over the years.
Until next year!