Today I knit from 8 – 9 am. A tiny spider landed on my arm. Then before I could grab my camera, a puff of wind blew it away. I have been thinking about spiders lately because my new roommate has arachnophobia. Unfortunately, she lives in the basement! Throughout this knitting project, I have enjoyed to imagining that I’m a little spider throwing out my line…One of my favorite works of art was the Uninvited Collaborations series by Nina Katchadourian. She tried to help a spider by mending its torn web, and helping it with marketing. Her attempts were thoroughly rejected by the spider, who tossed the bits of string on the ground.
My friend G came by and we talked for a while. He teaches art up at the university. He said in the end, teaching is about being a servant. He wears himself out taking college kids on field trips to Seattle and Vancouver but finds it really fulfilling at the same time. The emptying out of self as a path to self-fulfillment. He asked me where my red cowboy hat went, and I said that my mom’s dog ate it. He said that would make a good country western song! I ran into J. as I wound the line back up the hill, and she told me about an installation she made in which she tacked a black plastic line down to the ground, tracing her journey all over campus and into her classroom. People were following the line trying to figure out where it went. I love this idea of drawing the invisible paths that we make. It planted a seed in my mind of using this knit blue line to create large-scale drawings interacting with other places in the future.