freeform knitting

I read a silly little knitting novel and caught a chance comment about freeform knitting.

Then I googled freeform knitting and landed on Prudence Mapstone's website.

If I am to find my way by following my bliss, I think I just stumbled on a big road sign. Freeform knitting (and crochet) is a blast. I am knitting myself silly. My teenage son has his driving permit, and I'm not watching the road because I'm busy creating. I have a tiny project tucked into every corner of my life: in the car, in my bag, in the restroom(s), at my desk, and near the bed (with lighted needles and hooks). In the yarn room I have the mother ship: my first scrumble.

A scrumble is a collection of freeforms put together. I was aiming for leaves and sticks in browns. I ended up with pelts and hides. Oh well! I'm having too much fun to worry over my intended outcome. I am absolutely and completely absorbed by the process.

Look up nirvhana in my dictionary and you'll see a picture of freeform knitting. (well, I'll post one there someday when I get it done.) I love yarn! I love using sticks and strings to make stuff. I love abstraction. This creative vein covers it all.

I'd tell you more about it, but I gotta go knit.