Blues, Oranges, Greens, Reds and Yellows. Color. That is what motivates me in the art I create. Growing up in New York and traveling throughout the world, I found myself drawn to the colors and textures in the world around me. The brilliant reds of a great pasta sauce in Italy, the beautiful orange of a freshly picked tangerine, the perfect granny smith apple green. Never more was this clear but in summers spent in Puerto Rico. Not only is the island vibrant with color, but my Grandmother was awash with knowledge and experience pointing out the details.
The way I remember her teachings best was through the art of crochet. I found myself immediately drawn to the way the colors and textures of yarn would mingle with the various stitches to create unique fabrics and details. Sometimes vibrant, sometimes muted and sometimes something other; always the art of crochet brought out the memory of the color that surrounded me.
Unlike knitting, crochet can only be done by hand. There is no machine that can duplicate it, causing a true connection between the person, the color and the texture of the fabric created. There is a resurgence of the art of Crochet in today’s world. New yarns, blends and thicknesses can now create so much more drape and style than ever before. Boutique yarn houses pop up daily and the idea of dyeing your own yarn is now an option.
Crochet is slowly losing the stigma of being ‘old lady’ art and increasingly being picked up by all ages. The ability to use the internet, and this blog, as a way of teaching and expressing my love of color and crochet with the world around me is my perfect combination. In today’s busy world we need to take the time to unwind, find a quiet space, or just breathe. With just a crochet hook and a ball of yarn you can create, escape and become a part of the dynamic world of color that surrounds you.
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Blues, Oranges, Greens, Reds and Yellows. Color. That is what motivates me in the art I create. Growing up in New York and traveling throughout the world, I found myself drawn to the colors and textures in the world around me. The brilliant reds of a great pasta sauce in Italy, the beautiful orange of a freshly picked tangerine, the perfect granny smith apple green. Never more was this clear but in summers spent in Puerto Rico. Not only is the island vibrant with color, but my Grandmother was awash with knowledge and experience pointing out the details. 
The way I remember her teachings best was through the art of crochet. I found myself immediately drawn to the way the colors and textures of yarn would mingle with the various stitches to create unique fabrics and details. Sometimes vibrant, sometimes muted and sometimes something other; always the art of crochet brought out the memory of the color that surrounded me. 
Unlike knitting, crochet can only be done by hand. There is no machine that can duplicate it, causing a true connection between the person, the color and the texture of the fabric created. There is a resurgence of the art of Crochet in today’s world. New yarns, blends and thicknesses can now create so much more drape and style than ever before. Boutique yarn houses pop up daily and the idea of dyeing your own yarn is now an option. 
Crochet is slowly losing the stigma of being ‘old lady’ art and increasingly being picked up by all ages. The ability to use the internet, and this blog, as a way of teaching and expressing my love of color and crochet with the world around me is my perfect combination. In today’s busy world we need to take the time to unwind, find a quiet space, or just breathe. With just a crochet hook and a ball of yarn you can create, escape and become a part of the dynamic world of color that surrounds you. 