sit alone in small rooms
and create what sounds like a music filled party on-air.
we tune in to join in on their fun.
they call it the ‘theater of the mind’.
three days ago, i drove
as far down as the rain would allow and music blaring-
to give you a good picture of my frame of mind)
about an hour north of here to a classic elite photo shoot.
i had never before been to a professional shoot.
i had no idea what to expect.
i arrived to find
things already in motion
as a nondescript corner of the yarn company’s warehouse
was being morphed into a pleasing backdrop for
perfectly party ready cold weather knits.
now, all of us knew full well
that it was just dangling strings of little twinkling lights,
huge rolls of hanging paper, and pretty girls dressed in hand knits
but the illusion worked its wiles on us as well.
citronella candles, rascally gnomes, and sparkling drinks.
we talked of possible menus and childhood memories, stopping now and again
to ooh and ahh over the cut of a cardi or the drape of a wrap.
the dark gloom of the rain outside,
with its huge drops pelting down
on the metal truck dock delivery doors,
seemed ever so far away as the models spun and the camera shutter
captured the nuances of this carefully crafted diversion.
do you know how many things can be done
with hanging lights, willing models and a really good photographer?
i started to keep track, but lost count shortly after lunch.
of all that creativity
six people working
very closely together
in that one made-over corner
distracted me, but
more on that…
(this is an ongoing series of posts chronicling
the process of my yet to be released collaboration with classic elite yarns.
to search, all post titles will include ‘cey & i:‘ and be tagged with ‘artistic differences‘.)