I could spend hours fiddling with little colour swatches and balls of wool. I make mood boards and trawl the internet for colour prediction sites looking for the latest on trend Pantone colour; a colour so specific it can be pinned down by a reference number. Designers like to classify colours; to give them names, rank them and attribute meaning to them.
Colours have their own taxonomic order and the Pantone system is a useful standard for designers to work with, allowing a global visual language to be shared and understood across borders and disciplines. This can be a cruel system though. Any colour could be lucky enough to be awarded its 15 minutes of fame as it is granted celebrity status as ‘Colour of the Year’ and for a brief period in time this celebrity colour will feature on everything from couture clothing to cushion covers before it is eventually shunned as the next colour ingénue makes its debut. Last year’s colours are doomed to inhabit the hall of shame for many seasons before they are allowed back into fashionable society.
But some colours can just be too big, and wild to pin down. There are times when a colour simply can’t be cut into small squares and arranged on a page. Sometimes the only way to enjoy a colour is to immerse yourself in it; to let it rain down on you and to breath it into every cell of your body.
This summer I went on a road trip in search of blue and green.
Standing on the edge of the peak district I was held enrapt by the brilliance of the sky and the beauty of the landscape as the colours vibrated around me. On the Isle of Skye the green of the mountains at midday became moody storm greys by evening and the big blues became slate as the thunder rolled in, and at Ullswater it was so wet the greens smelled sweet around the mirrored lake of blue sky.
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy.” Sylvia Plath. The Bell Jar
So I found the colours I was looking for, and I tried to capture them with my camera, but these colours are a phenomenon that can never be quantified. Some colours are destined to be classified and given a number. Others are less tangible and can only be glimpsed at before becoming something else. These are the most beautiful colours.
Now I’m home and I’ve returned to my swatches and samples feeling revived and I’m busy working on a new project. I’m making a second version of the Daisy Wrap, and I’m making it in blues and green.
I have remembered why these are my favourite colours.
If you’d like to make your own nature inspired Daisy Wrap shawl you can join the on line CAL which will begin in October, or you can enrol on the three part crochet course at Norfolk Yarn in Norwich which begins on September 10th.
The pattern will also be available to buy online very soon.