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For me, colour and texture rule and most of the inspiration feeding my imagination comes from the natural world. I see knitting as art, as viable as any other, and no matter what the tool or preferred palette, in human hands, magic happens. Jane Email: jane@janethornley.com
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Recent Blog Entries
Monday, December 15, 2008HO.HO.HO Without All that Snow Colors of the tropics --the Whitsunday Islands, Queensland, Australia It is holiday time here Down Under, truly. Heaps of cheer can be found in the shops, the clubs, the wayfares, but I'm having a bit of trouble acclimatizing myself to this tropical shade of Christmas. No snow, only white sand and blue sea; no reindeer only marsupials with big ears and a bouncing gate; no sleighs only boats and 'utes'—what's up? Besides which, all Christmas lights and tinsel ropes get lost in the natural glory of parakeets and cockatoos. Who can compete with that?  It's a marshmallow world... I brought bags and bags of yarn in anticipation of a reef-inspired evocative knitting booklet --all the colors of the sea with the aquas, the sea greens, the bronzy seaweeds—but somehow I missed the fish, the multicolored electric phasmagoria of underwater inhabitants that light up that blue in a thousand faceted hues. How could I do that when I had been so carefully collecting those silken oranges, corals and purples? Well, I remind myself, I couldn't actually lug all that yarn thousands of miles, could I? But the bigger problem may be that I've been so involved with family and festive yuletide activities that I've had no time to knit. No knitting for a month, this wouldn't be healthy except that I'm having a grand time with my extended family. At home, the cold weather keeps you inbound, compressing activities to armchairs watching DVDs instead of frolicking in the sea, talking to fish and chasing rainbow lorikeets and playing with your neices and nephews.  Chestnuts roasting on an open fire...  Could a tree get any more colorful? |
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