And, relax… This is my perfect picture of knitting. Laid out on the sofa, sleeping dog to one side. There’s only one thing that could improve this picture – bar staff! Below is my knitting at the weekend, in a Yorkshire pub. Oh look, another dog. There’s a theme emerging here.
When my energy levels are high (as they feel now), I imagine myself rushing home to crouch over the sewing machine. But sometimes I find myself rushing home to lie on the sofa and knit. Go figure.
Creativity may not always be about fast. Sometimes it’s about slow. And sometimes it’s about slow, with a cocktail. Do you find that your creative urges ebb and flow in this way?