Whew! (Cough, Sniffle)
If I were a TV watcher, I would've sat home after work in the evenings with a warm cup of Thera-Flu® and nursed my change-of-weather cold, watching...well, whatever (that's how far out of the loop I am). I know the shows that are out there, but I prefer to obtain my entertainment from the real world. That said, armed with tissues and hyped on pseudo-ephedrine, I sniffled through and thoroughly enjoyed, the following events over the past week. And yes, I managed to get a bit of knitting and crochet in, besides teaching my Saturday class, no less. I can never thank the ancestors enough, for mass transit. And taxis.
The inexhaustibly talented artist and knitter, Nilda Mesa, (an attendee of HKC and partner of Havenarts. She's also Waltzing Knitilda!), enthralled the audience with her contribution to Knit Lit the Third: We Spin More Yarns, at the reading and book signing this past Wednesday night at Coliseum Books in Manhattan.
Reading their thoughtful and inspiring passages additionally, were: editor Linda Roghaar, and contributors Cathy Cooper, Jenny Feldon, Kay Gardiner and Sandra Hurtes.
As you can see, quite a crowd turned out, with more than one audience member turning a heel, too.
I got a laugh and a kick outta the entry read by Kay Gardener of Mason-Dixon Knitting, for Anne Shayne (of the same), involving Anne's suspected Internet identity, as a famous author.
After the reading I had my copy signed by the "knitterati," assembled here. It's funny, y'all, I could care less about Hollywood celebrities, even though I work in the media; but when it comes to knitting celebrities, I try not to get too googly-eyed.
From left to right: Cathy Cooper, Nilda Mesa, Sandra Hurtes, and editor Linda Roghaar.
See folks, this was sooo much better than watching TV. I guess I'll never understand New York knitters who just want to go home after work and veg out on the tube. When you have permission to knit at a reading? Jeez.
Blessed by the Art God's Disciple
It doesn't get better than this. I'm getting on the train after the book signing and run into my friend and sweater fan, the dashing and gifted actor and art collector, Tom Martin. In conversation I mention that while at the signing, I picked up the book Over the Line: The Art and Life of Jacob Lawrence. Tom graciously blesses me with a ticket, good for two to the AAF Contemporary Art Fair (the first A meaning affordable), taking place at Pier 92. Now, my Thursday night was spoken for.
I grabbed my best friend who needs to knit again, the veddy stylish Paul Eaddy from work, and we taxied it over there. Lord, the venue was huge, displaying art presented by galleries all over the US, Latin America, Europe and Canada. I have to say I wasn't impressed by a lot of it, but having a free drink on the sponsor of the evenings cocktails–Boru Vodka–help tone down my sniffles and we got through the throngs of uber-fashionable, debt-ridden attendees. With prices hoovering around an affordable (?) average of $7,000, I'd say it was a kind assessment.
The artist Youn Woo Chaa, represented by the Lola Gallery, created a portrait in woven rattan, that snapped the boundaries between art and craft like a twig. It was breathtaking. You absolutely must see his work on this link!. We decided afterward that is was okay to leave. Fiber can do that to you.