It's been awhile since I used a crochet hook for more than casting on or retrieving drop stitches. Even longer since I used steel hooks. I had to look deep for them.
I started with three colors of size 5 crochet thread and my number 6 steel hook. Armed with that and my knowledge of crochet, I made a chain of 6 and closed the loop.
What happened next, I really do not remember. I zoned out. Lost track of time. enjoyed just crocheting whatever I wanted.
There's something scary yet liberating about starting a project without a pattern. If I felt like doing single crochet that is what I did. I chained loops, made picots on a whim. Not too many picots as I've always had a dislike for making them.
When I took a moment to stop this is what I had:
By this time I was feeling a need for more colors. Three was jut too limiting. So back to the store I went and purchased three more colors.
Once again, I started. I added the new colors wherever seemed right at the time. When I wanted to experiment with a stitch improvisation I did.
As I did before, I lost track of time. I entered a zone, calming place. this is why they same crochet and knitting can be calming for you. I felt at peace. I felt creative. I felt strong.
It amazing to take a step back and look at the work. I see things I didn't see while crocheting.
Can you see a hooded figure coming off the owl's right ear?
I will be posting more photographs of this. I did get two more colors.
I wondered what will happen next.
I thought back "I'm glad you are. But I don't know if I hate the pink more than the red or vice versa. You sure got ugly."
I guess that's the danger of having too many colors on hand. I really wanted an old gold color before I went for pink, but the stupid box store didn't have any old gold. Guess I need to shop elsewhere.
I may just take the scissors to it and return it to the first picture. If I can bring myself to do such harm even to an ugly object.
