windmills of your mind _ un fleur de Lisa for Harlem Needle Arts exhibition
Harlem Needle Arts is at it again! The Second Annual Blossom of Fiber Exhibition is underway this weekend. Take the B/C Train to 135th, emerge upon a scene of floral loveliness created by fiber artists whose blooms grow forth from quilting, knitting, crochet, beading, etc-ing. There’ll be some music too, as the exhibition location in St. Nicholas Park hosts one of the pianos scattered about the city for people to play, make music and celebrate beauty in life!
As I was embroidering the numbers onto the short-row knitted face of this flower/clock, I was watching an episode of 30 Rock. You know the one where Jack Donaghy discovers that his college job of recording words from the dictionary has had the unexpected and long-lasting result of his voice being used as the giver of info on kitchen appliances, computer programs, etc. Good episode. I give it a thumbs and, YES, I would SO very much like to see Liz UNHINGE HER JAW AND SHOT-GUN THAT PIZZA.
Not only does it bring to mind the oil on canvas stylings of Edvard Munch, but it leads me back to the vicinity of my point (what was my point again…?) … slices of pizza… Ah yes! slices of pizza are reminiscent of the building blocks of short-row shaping of a knitted circular whatever (such as a clock face). And to bring us FULL circle in these twirly whirly windmills of the “i’m going blind crocheting with black yarn at 3am, what in the NAME of hairpin lace looms WAS I thinking!?” (editor’s note: completely gratuitous tossing in of “hairpin lace loom” courtesy of paying attention to my blog stats… it get me hits. Meanwhile, back at the ranch…) the choice of exactly where to place the 6 short strokes of black yarn that comprise the number 12 on the clock face is forever wedded to the sound of Jack Donaghy’s voice over the microwave telling him “stop, finished, over” Kind of like this blog post. Catch you on the flipside.
Oh! one more thing… If you are not yet familiar with the Bergman, Bergman, Legrand song Windmills of Your Mind which was used in the extraordinary 1968 Thomas Crowne Affair get thee to youtube and expand votre horizons. (If you already ARE familiar with it… never hurts to pay a visit).
Lines from that song which I used as inspiration for the work created for the Blossom of Fiber Arts Exhibition include: “like a circle in a spiral… like a wheel within a wheel, never ending or beginning, on an ever spinning wheel… like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes on it’s face… like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind … half forgotten dream … ripples from a pebble … in a stream … footprints in the sand… fragment of this song … as the images unwind, like the circles that you find, in the Windmills of Your Mind”
Swing on by the park on Sunday. I’m bringing my Legrand songbook and some hand sanitizer for that keyboard.