Forgetting my limitation last Christmas, I eagerly enrolled myself in “Wild Knitting with Loani Prior” by the Sturt Gallery in Mittagong. A
workshop I had missed out on gaining a place in, for the last 2 years. I hurled myself on the
Southern Highlands, with a car piled high of all the wool it could hold and a
lifetime of knitting paraphernalia.
Anguish, hopelessness followed. It all started when I
heard the term ‘slip knot’ I could not
remember it. Half a day gone trying to remember it, while I
miss out on ‘the no holes cast on’ on two circular needles! The
terms; names; came bubbling out fast 'read your knitting’, ‘knit in the round on two circular
needles’, ‘knit in colour stranding Fair Isle’, ‘ knit left handed Continental
style to assist in manipulation of yarns in colour stranding’ , ‘understand the
simple maths of shaping!!! discover the sculptural possibilities’
I was done for.
High anxiety and panic followed for the five consecutive
days and nights as I tried to understand the f*!*ing instruction. Knitting into the night until I couldn’t see what I was doing, hands cramped. and disheartened
I struggled on. Eventually it end.
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