The weather here in Yorkshire has been terrible today, it’s cold, wet and dark. After a busy day yesterday I woke up late and decided to do something I haven’t done since I was a teenager. I felt in need of a duvet day. I made myself a coffee, went back to bed, got out to find the crochet, went back to bed, realised I didn’t want a duvet day, I wanted a Sunday afternoon TV with Catherine Cookson day. So, after getting dressed I dragged the crochet downstairs, made myself a sandwich and sat watching ‘The Man Who Cried’.
Whilst half watching TV (I never seem to give it my full attention) I finally managed to finally finish unpicking all the crochet blocks I didn’t like and turned them into squares. This is where I left the crochet today:
In the box on the right the squares are in groups of 10. On the left I haven’t quite reached the 10 mark with the blocks. The colour isn’t brilliant with my camera, they are more purple than they look (except the cream and green of course).
So now I can go back to using balls of wool for the crochet, instead of trying to crochet together the short unpicked pieces and hiding the knots. I have previously tried using slip knots, but unfortunately they sometimes unravel themselves. On top of that I hate having to sew in all the ends. I’m going to add more colours and I think this will progress much quicker from now on.
For the doodle challenge today I had to draw overlapping cubes, shaded on one side. The prompt said I could add to the cubes, or leave them as they were. I was using a ruler with letter stencils on it to draw the cubes, so I decided to put it to good use by adding patterns using the letter stencils:
While I was drawing I started to think about drawing houses from the cubes. Then I remembered a program I’d seen years ago about the Ndebele people. The program explained how the Ndebele used symbols to decorate their houses. If you’ve not seen then then I suggest you check out google images to see them for yourself.
Can you imagine what our world would look like if we all painted our houses in some way? Would everyone on the street get together to agree on a theme or colours and patterns? Would people in different areas use different patterns and different colours? What about graffiti?
I know, I’m going totally off the topic with this one. I think what I’m trying to explain is that sometimes when you start to draw you get ‘into a zone’ that brings with it a stream of thought, ideas, possibilities. Some of them may be extreme, but ideas for projects have to start somewhere. Maybe I’m starting to feel the benefit of settling down to draw for a short time every day.