Sunday, November 8, 2009

Knitting Air

That's right. I am knitting air. At least that is what it feels like. Rowan Kidsilk Haze on 5.5mm (US 9) is pure air.

First, the yarn itself is a mere wisp of a twist; barely felt as it floats across fingers and sticks. All one needs do is drop a length of the stuff and watch it waft on a current of air. And that is it. The Kidsilk Haze twines around the bigger needles and captures air. It circles around nothing and creates a whole pocket of air.

A good length, about five inches, is complete and the weight is barely discernible. These pockets of air sure are beautiful. Lace like, with out a lace pattern. Floaty, but eventually seams will give structure to all of this captured air.

This knitting of air is feeling like a suspended moment of existence. Thoughts flow and float with the mohair.

Hard to explain. What wonders are captured in the air between the string.

1 comment:

  1. I feel a poem here, especially in the last few lines.