A selection of jewellery I’ve been making for York Feminist Collective’s stall at the city’s River Art Market on 29/07
I’ve returned to the North and moved into my new house. Although I’ve taken many of my belongings with me from the home I shared with my ex, my new house feels kind of barren in comparison. I’m not a materialistic person per se, I’m certainly not interested in expensive, designer things – its just not my bag, but I do love to be surrounded by artefacts from my life, art, books and objects with sentimental value. The split has meant that some of my most treasured possessions I can no longer bring myself to look at, I made them for, or bought them with her. Also, having finished the scarf I’m in need of a new craft project to keep my mind occupied when everything is quiet and my thoughts start raging so I spent my Christmas money on the above rug making kit.
So whilst staying with my parents and trying to heal my broken heart it became apparent that I needed something to keep my mind occupied. I wasn’t in any state to really be studying and I couldn’t concentrate at all on anything remotely taxing, so I took advantage of having my mum around and got her to teach me to knit. I’d done a little before when I was a kid but never really made anything properly. I found that knitting for me is really soothing and when I do it mindfully, it has meditative properties, so I spent hours sat on the seafront, or in front of the fire knitting away my tears. The above is not the best scarf in the world, it has a few ‘dodgy’ bits, but it is mine and in addition to keeping me warm, the emotion that went into it, also means that it makes me feel safe the minute I put it on. Also, I am loving this wool and it’s Pride-esque glittery, rainbow qualities!