Getting wired...
I have to say, I have a bit of trepidation about this. Knitting for me is highly tactile. The creativity is great, but it’s also about how the fiber feels between my fingers. It’s why I can’t buy yarn over the internet--I have to touch it. It’s why I hardly buy anything but books online--I need to touch something to know if I want to own it.
I’ve never really been a jewelry person. I don’t wear necklaces--mostly because they get in the way of my scarves. I do wear rings--probably because that way I can look at them while I knit. I’ve worn the same two Pandora and Trollbead bracelets every single day (plus or minus a few new beads) for the past five years. Maybe it is time I made friends with some new baubles.
To lure my muse, I unpackaged the beads and let them swirl around together in the container. There was a time I was really into beads--back before knitting became my thing--and I tried to harken back to the “pretty-shiny” side of my creativity. I like the colors. I like the combinations of shapes, sizes and textures--like a kaleidoscope waiting to be constructed. I just can’t stop my brain from whispering “but it’s not yarn!”
I stand with my materials gathered, ready for adventure.
