Museum piece

At some point in every spring, I feel as if I am living in an Wolfgang Laib installation like the one shown in this video:

Made with the medium of hazelnut pollen, the piece was installed at the Museum of Modern Art in 2013, and it evokes for me, spring in North Carolina.

It begins imperceptibly, a sneeze here, an extra layer of “dust” there. Then it reaches a tipping point, and suddenly the world is awash in yellow as it was today:

pollen drop 2017
Pollen drop 2017

I had wanted to take a photo of my efforts and progress on a “new” project which isn’t really a “new” project, but is rather a companion pieces to this child’s granny square blanket that I recently completed:

crochet granny square baby blanket
Blocked and ready for adventure

I had been working out the details of of a blanket for her brother, and I had a swatch I wanted to document.

But before I dared to set anything on the porch to be photographed, I had to do what I could to sweep away the pollen.

The sweeping is, on one level, pyrrhic, but if I don’t sweep, then even more of the pollen will make it’s way into my house, and since my house is not a museum, the pollen is not an artistic medium, it is simply the debris of spring.

Broom in hand, I channeled my maternal grandmother, and eventually, I had a spot clear enough to set down the crochet granny rectangle I was working on.

I had made two others, but each had, in some way, missed the mark.

I felt a little silly working one rectangle and then another; a voice nagged at me that I was being “too picky.”

I ignored the voice, and when I got to my third attempt, I was glad I had persisted:

granny crochet rectangle
My final trial granny rectangle

I had a design I could live with for the next fort-eight rounds or so, and with that, I began working from my stash of greens and blues, and got this far before the day ended:

granny crochet rectangle
I almost finish the third round of a granny rectangle

To an outside observer, my attempts at crochet perfection might seem silly, or somehow misplace or misguided, but with the many hours I will spend crocheting this project, the extra hour or two spent laying the groundwork to create a design I will enjoy making, are well worth it.