Now I am not sure whether or not the title is correct English but I like how it sounds. It has some nice kind of rhythm about it. Loving words and rhythm I find this irresistible. However, words are not the only place I love rhythm, I am no musician (1 year of piano classes and all I can do is play with one hand), but I like composing things with a kind of rhythm. Whether it is titles of blogposts or designing with textile objects: embroidery patterns, knits, quilts, drawings, or the latest: weavings. Not sure if that is a word either, but it goes nicely in the list. The last Wednesday it was Kingsday, the day Facebook says to you that it is a wonderful day for celebrating you are Dutch. So how do Dutch celebrate on a day that is apparently about being Dutch? Well… we take out all our junk, put it on the street and sell it to our fellow Dutchmen. Right. Our idea of a party is selling our old stuff starting from 10 cts. Even though I was slightly disillusioned about Kingsday this year, especially since I live in the centre of Amsterdam and all the big parties with music and dj’s were held outside the centre, I really enjoyed the day. Not in the least because I bought some creative gear that I wanted for a long time for only 1 euro :). So what did I buy? A.K.A.my latest obsession? I bought a small loom, part of a ‘weef je eigen tasje’ box. So today I proudly present my production of this week.
However, this post wouldn’t fully ‘belong’ on this blog or in my line of thought if I did not use this latest temporary obsession as a means to explain something bigger. Once upon a time in high school my tutor tried to help me study more effective. He asked me to, for a week, fill in a form of what I did that week. When I showed it to him he asked me what it said on the weekend: It said ‘chainmail’ : I spend that weekend learning from the web how chainmail is made. Even though I might not have spend many more days pursuing this craft I still know it’s basics, though, it turned out that these basics were a lot easier to understand than carry out. Nevertheless my knowledge of the technique, or something like how to turn iron wire efficiently into rings, will not be lost. I have learnt a lot of things this way. Sure, not all my knowledge is entirely useful, since it sometimes also goes into ‘which actor is in which film’. Then again, I remember being so impressed by my friend who knew all these things, and now I know these things as well. I love how my temporary obsessions aid the extraction of knowledge about a certain technique or cultural phenomenon. I prefer obsessing about (crafting) techniques, because facts and stories change, or get updated all the time, but techniques stay. Such as weaving. One of the oldest techniques of the world. 🙂