I have a color theory. More specifically, a knitter’s color theory. Simply stated, it is that a yarn shopper will buy yarn in the same color that he/she is wearing.
Once at a knitting guild meeting, one of the members lamented that her yarn stash was mostly purple — even the dishcloth cotton. She was wearing a bright purple sweater. I asked, “Do you wear a lot of purple?” “It’s my favorite color,” she acknowledged, “I wear it all the time.” Mystery solved.
Everyone has a favorite color, and yet we also crave variety. So we imagine that our closet is filled with a plethora of color. But if you look critically at your closet (and the closet of anyone else in your household that you purchase clothes for), I suspect that it will be dominated by one color, your favorite.
A few months after I got my spinning wheel, I joined a fiber club. I get really confused shopping for fiber online — mostly because there are so many great, independent dyers out there. So getting someone to choose the fiber for me seemed a great idea. I’d automagically get a squishy package mailed to me once a month. I’d get to try new types of fiber. I could stop squinting at the photos on etsy. But mostly, I could expand my color horizon and not negate my color theory.*
Okay, that might be a pretty long explanation for these photos.
Tartan, Spunky Eclectic Club 2011
Changing Woman, Gnomespun Mythic Fiber Club, September 2011
Mayflower at Plymouth Rock, BKC Spins Club, November 2011
*Because on the Internet, no one knows what you are wearing.
The Ravell'd Sleeve 