Knitting myself in knots.

We were sitting on the couch last night my farmer boy and I. He was landing planes on his iPhone and I was knitting long rows of plain then purl. He turned to watch me for a while and then asked if I was enjoying what I was doing. If I felt like I was being creative. If it was about the process or the end result.

I immediately laughed and told him of course, otherwise I wouldn't do it and would go and buy it from the shop instead.

But those questions have been ringing in my ears since then.

In the beginning this cardi I am knitting felt very creative. I was learning new stitches and counting and marking and feeling very excited about what I was creating.

But then the fun part was over and I am now left with rows and rows of plain and purl. Rows and rows and rows and rows.

It feels creative because it is something I am creating, because my hands are constantly knotting the yarn into these patterns that create a fabric and because I am getting better at a new skill.

But I must admit I am a bit over the monotony of the knit, knit, knit rows and am trying to figure out a way to add a bit more excitement to the bottom band.

But knitting has brought out parts of my personality that I didn't think existed, that I hardly recognise as my own. I have watched myself spend an entire night knitting, only to find a mistake the next morning and unravel it to where I had started from. Never before have I had such patience with my crafting.

I have found it a thrill to learn and practise new stitches like the SSK and the SK2P and the T2R. And I have been happy to spend weeks at a time working on the same project rather than losing interest and moving onto the next thing like I usually do.

I'm still not sure I could make the same thing twice though.

Its interesting.

Is making the same as creating?

Can they be separated?

Do you find some crafts more creative than others?

I might ask him if landing planes is creative for him.

Have fun out there. XX