Monday 6 July 2020

Finding myself

So many months without stitch. I just couldn't, too bound up with emotions. So I have been knitting a lot, socks mostly. But now the time seems right, and I feel strong enough. It was hard to begin. I have a stack of Dad's hankies. Cotton squares. There's a clue, why not start with squares, and hand piecing. I know that. I also have lots of indigo and madder dyed cloth. The hankies are (mostly) red, white and blue. There's a theme. I feel I have the incomparable Jude Hill holding my hand while I work. I have been watching her little videos over on Instagram. I am concerned that at the moment, I am just copying her style. Hoping my Own Voice will emerge as I work. I know it's still in there somewhere, buried deep, whispering anxiously to itself. I will keep cutting and stitching, trusting muscle memory, hoping that my Own Voice will become stronger. I have some of Jude's precious little moon patches here, I think I will include 
them. Embrace her influence and accept it as a gift. k3n x