I have held the belief that slow work, done with skill and requiring practice, work that involves the whole body, not only the mind, is what really awakens us to our world ... Think of knitting, or spinning ... fibres and threads joined into one, simple things made complex, a process of hands-on transformation. ... How would the world change if we took our time every once in a while, chose to make something by hand, cherished the slow ... honour your hard work, cultivate your skills ... you are what you make.... and I wept a little - Pollyannaish me, the cheery woman whose blog is littered with posts expressing similar mind-body and maker-ish beliefs - for the many things that poor health takes from us. And then I determined to get at least some of them back, even if knitting remains off limits and photography my principle preoccupation. Self-portrait of a rejuvenated me ... pending.
... very few of those that witnessed it survived the great forest-fire that happened shortly after. It came up over the weald by night with a great wind. The Hare and the Tortoise and a very few of the beasts saw it far off from a high bare hill that was at the edge of the trees, and they hurriedly called a meeting to decide what messenger they should send to warn the beasts in the forest. They sent the Tortoise.Clearly the hare didn't understand future-proofing, but then neither did I back then I knit to order my thoughts and to free my mind ... why would I hurry? One tortoise-like step at a time I can travel far, eventually. But slow and steady doesn't always carry the day ... blogging is a sprint and a gal who blogs must embrace her inner hare. Digital photography lets me do that in a way the 'analogue' crafty stuff just doesn't ... it's a swift(ish) pain-free route to making stuff to share with you and one that's hopefully way more future proof, for me, than my fibre-y* pursuits. How about you? Tortoise? Hare? Neither? Both?
... the process alone makes the juice worth the squeeze ...Rick Silvestrini