Its been a while since I worked in collaboration with others but when I decided to do a field of crocus for spring it seemed the perfect opportunity to ask for help. Lauren @caustic soda designed a pattern for me to share. As a free-form fiber artist the thought of writing patterns for others to follow makes me shudder. By the deadline I had 19 contributors from Europe and US and for those who follow instagram here they are: @venusdeathtrap @annorgel @swall24@hijennybrown @hackneymac @haitchchamp@knitsforlife @londonkayecrochet @jausten1775@yarnbombingbruxelles @ililxkitty@yarnbombingbruxelles @leehaa @atomicyoghurt @lyndseygillett Becky Dawson & Tanya and MAJOR thanks to @causticwear @kristen_buchholz and @mz.iz for helping to install.
Seeing them all together was quite overwhelming and I was quite moved as I stood back to capture it. But after 2 hours of -9c it was time to head home, thaw out and post images on Instagram!!
And of course there’s a poem…
by: Harriet Beecher Stowe (1811-1896)
In blue and yellow from its grave springs up the crocus fair, and God shall raise those bright blue eyes,those sunny waves of hair. Not for a fading summer’s morn, not for a fleeting hour, but for an endless age of bliss, shall rise our heart’s dear flower.
Its only right that I do another LOVE tree on Valentines Day. Last years (in Crosby, Liverpool, UK) was removed after just one week due to its distraction to drivers. That seems like a long time ago. It has however sparked an enthusiasm for more yarnbombing in the town which is wonderful to follow even from a distance. Crosby will remain very close to my heart for many reasons including this.
Happy Valentines East Harlem
Happy New Year! What a year it’s been. This time last year I was still in the UK wondering how much longer it was going to take to get our visas. I love New York, I love East Harlem, I love the opportunities life is throwing at me daily and the fun there’s still to be had. Big changes for me this past year and more to come.
The poinsettia is the traditional Mexican christmas flower, just a couple of days late.
Ode to the Poinsettia by Albert Price
Across the lowly equator they have flown,
The days of sweltering heat and butterflies.
And the poinsettia shows all it green display,
Without the brightness of its yellow eyes.
Looking forward to the Holy Night,
When in blazing bracts it is born anew.
Celebrating the Holy Advent of our Savior,
With its hypnotizing ruby red debu
The gift of sight to the spiritually blind,
Who have spent a season in a green spell,
With hearts awaiting the honored return,
Of the joyful sound of the silver bell.
The summer has been hot and dreary,
With little love for the heart to desire.
But come November of every autumn,
Our spirit yearns for the Yule Fire.
As the flaming bracts don their glowing style,
The babe’s eyes shine with nascent light.
With such beauty to nurture its first vision,
It makes the joy bells ring right through the night.
The modest rose puts forth a thorn,
The humble sheep a threatening horn.
While the lily white shall in love delight,
Nor a thorn not a threat stain her beauty bright.
The lily can be found on the corner of e 105th & Lexington Avenue.
I’m not very patriotic normally but a blast of color even Red White & Blue cheers people up; my neighbors in our co-op love it.
Happy Labor Day to all our American friends and neighbors.
Inspired by Diego Rivera’s The Flower Seller. The calla lily is a sensual, sculptural flower, very Mexican. The East Harlem demographic is 51% hispanic including an increasing number of Mexicans.
Rivera painted calla’s many times, particularly in frescoes depicted peasants carrying bundles or offerings of them.
This one is for my husband, his love affair with Mexico is ongoing and shows through our wall tapestries, crockery and now the neighborhood in which we live. This yarnbomb is located on the corner of E111th & Lexington, directly opposite the newly named Young Lords Way.
Yarn Calla Lily
Yarn Calla Lily
Diego Rivera – The Flower Seller