These socks, made from possum wool purchased in Aotearoa/New Zealand, began slowly and suddenly leapt forward when I travelled to Sydney for a family occasion and then a holiday in December. I think the slowness was due largely to the loss of the previous sock in progress, needles and all. It somehow made me feel like I might be losing my capacities in some way, rather than seeming like an unfortunate accident. I can’t say why I adopted this kind of interpretation but I hope to get over it!
Here is the first sock, in the very incongruous setting of a public lecture theatre at Sydney University. It is in an old building and has all wood seating, all wooden desks and steeply raked benches with wooden doors. But of course it also now has fluorescent lighting and computer projection screens. Outside I wandered off and away past beautiful Moreton Bay fig trees.
Here is the sock in progress beside the beach at Coogee.
And here is a (random, bonus) rainbow lorikeet in Sydney, sighted when I was out for a run. I am not sure if this one was feeling bold or sleepy, but after all the times I have tried to photograph one of these birds and barely succeeded in getting a blur in the distance… here it is!
Some weeks later…
Here they are in all their dark chocolate brown glory, ready for the feet of my beloved, when the summer ends and the autumn begins to ebb. She tried them on, the day I handed them over (yes, it was 41C) and they came off again pretty fast!!!