During a retreat by the Polar Vortex, which has had the US Eastern Seaboard in an icy grip, DH and I took in an unusual exhibit at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden (BBG). Knit, Purl, Sow was reviewed in the Wall Street Journal, putting knitting on the map in a way this fiber medium seldom is, sadly. The BBG was one of the few cultural institutions open on Martin Luther King, Jr., day and, better still, admission was free.
The exhibit, which ran from October, 2013 until January, 2014 was presented in the atrium space of the Steinhardt Conservatory, a rather heavy-handed piece of architecture, but home to the BBG's own Terrace Cafe, where we enjoyed a delicious cauliflower-gruyere quiche, washed down with the Juice of the Day, a ruby blend of carrot, beet, celery and ginger. Between the juice and the reviving warmth of the conservatory greenhouses it was better than a trip to a Canyon Ranch spa.
The work impresses in its craftsmanship and use of color and composition, and the unexpected scale of the forms elicited from this viewer a certain frisson of delightful menace – Granny's afghan meets Ridley Scott. Knitting with an edge.