>Sometimes it is just a small poem or a sentence that will bring new understanding, reflection or interchange of thoughts and ideas. In light of the Burqa (burqu‘ )-discussion in Europe I kept on wondering about the concept of Strangers and what makes people strangers or strange to the beholder, who vice versa is seen as a stranger or strange as well. An interesting book on this subject is Beyond Beards and Burqas.
A Pyramid Poem written by Ntinos Siotis in Athens, on 22 July 1996 and published in his collection of poems Mouseion Aeros. Here’s an unofficial translation into English:
Applied to knitting – visual poetry expressed in a beautiful lace pattern, such as stars, leaves, trees and other distinctive ornaments also form pictures – I’d love to call it “Imagery Knitting“, like the pattern of “The Tree of Life” (here from Fairy Stitch Sarah) or Lily of the Valley by Herbert Niebling.
In Freeform Knitting a perfect example would be the “Frond” wrap by Jane Thornley –
Most wraps and shawls are images of Pyramid Poems, one could even follow an equation of one word-one stitch pattern, all realized in color and transporting sensory characteristics, the feel, the warmth, the shape and visual appeal. Why not start a textile project based on your favorite Imagery like Edgar Varese did in his experimental music?
31 May: Jane Thornley’s thought-provoking new issue of the Inspired Knitters Club just arrived today. As it were, Visual Knitting – Imagery Knitting – is the main topic and her inspirational tales tell the story behind her patterns and suggest the roads to travel to new visual horizons.
>To pass the time waiting at yet another airport gate and without my knitting due to security regulations I took the book TINKERShttp://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=miracledesign-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=193413712X&fc1=000000&IS2=1<1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr by Paul Harding with me. His debut novel, it was published in January 2009 and has 192 pages. A small book but a forceful, spellbinding and impressive one, a book leading to contemplation, reflection and soul-searching. The story tells about a tinker, Howard, a man mending broken pots and pans, a man standing for a vanished lifestyle, when time appeared to run at a slower pace and yet the days were full.
And it is the story about another man, the late tinker’s son George, who is slowly dying, in the house he built and amidst his family and all his lovingly repaired antique clocks, his entire life achievements if you will. The book deals with the relationship between a father and a son, and although Harding writes in great prose about the subject of the last days of life and impending death, in effect weaving through three generations, it is truly a comforting book, somehow giving the reader solace through knowing what a rich, life-affirming and fulfilled life the main characters enjoyed. A spiritual story told in a strong narrative voice.
As it were, Tinkers won this year’s Pulitzer Prize for Fiction today, 13 April 2010.
on the trees,
Rainer Maria Rilke (1875-1926)
Die Blätter fallen, fallen wie von weit,
als welkten in den Himmeln ferne Gärten;
sie fallen mit verneinender Gebärde.
Und in den Nächten fällt die schwere Erde
aus allen Sternen in die Einsamkeit.
Wir alle fallen. Diese Hand da fällt.
Und sieh dir andre an: es ist in allen.
Und doch ist Einer, welcher dieses Fallen
unendlich sanft in seinen Händen hält.
The leaves are falling, they fall as from afar,
will fall from all stars into soltitude.
We are all falling. This very hand will fall.
And yet there is one, who these fallings
holds infinitely gently in his hands.