The word count was limiting, however, and too many things were grappling for inclusion, so I will write a bit more here, thoughts provoked by the finishing and photographing of my Rust yarn.
Each step is so distinct: the palette selection, the prep, the spin, the skeining… then, the shoot. It’s hard to overstate the value of the photography, when one’s work is primarily being shared online.
This is true for any artist, of course, but yarn is a unique animal in that its personality manifests differently depending on how it’s shown. On the bobbin or in the skein, hanging loose or piled onto itself, stretched taut, in strands, in extreme macro – all these glimpses tell a different story. As a sculptural piece, the yarn contains movement and energy, and these elements are manipulated along with the fiber, to different intended (or maybe unintended) effects.
For me, it is always a suspenseful moment when I photograph the yarn. Will the colors show true in the light? Will the yarn cooperate? Will it work with me, and say what I was hoping it would say?
It is not an exaggeration to say that the way the yarn photographs affects whether or not I consider it a successful piece. Several factors determine whether I think of a given yarn as an artwork, and how it behaves in front of the lens is a big one.
I guess this means the photos are a part of the work….. which would not surprise most of the art spinners I know, many of whom have been known to wish for wall-size enlargements of certain yarn images.
In this case, I think the yarn and I are getting along well.