This really made my day: A few weeks ago, in an otherwise unsightly park in downtown Seattle, where drug use is prominent and no one really visits to enjoy the park, I found knitted trees.
Urban knitting is the textile art version of graffiti, but it’s soft, gentle, and harmless. I’ve heard about groups like “Knittahs,” “Urban Knitters,” and “Guerilla Knitters” but I don’t know much about them. And that’s the point. Under the cover of darkness, these crafty artists cover trees, lamp posts, bike racks, even entire telephone booths with pretty rows of yarn.
It’s incredible how much work must go into this. As a non-knitter (who’s tried and failed) I really appreciate the effort it takes.
The park was a happy place for a while. I will check to see if the installation lasted. It was up for several days. My husband saw it first and brought me back a few days later. People walked by and marvelled. It’s usually the type of place I avoid, but the common thread of admiring the trees, brought people out.
It’s entirely possible that this was a city-sanctioned art installation, but I didn’t see a plaque or sign, so I suspect it’s guerilla art at work. The best kind, if you ask me. There’s something about the unexpectedness of it that makes me smile.
Have you seen urban knitting in your city?