Knitting as art?
I saw a review of Johanna Jackson’s “The Big Fig” in the local paper, so I decided to check it out.
It’s located in a relatively new gallery space in town, the Portland Museum of Modern Art, which is a small room in the basement of Mississippi Records at 5202 N. Albina.
(I love this blanket; I’m guessing it’s phases of the moon)
Is it art? Is it craft? I think of my own knitting as more craft than art. At what point does knitting cross the line from craft to art? Is it the way it’s displayed? The combination of pleasing colors and forms? Or something that can’t be explained?
What do you think?
If you’d like to see this exhibit in person, you’ll need to go by the end of January. It’s open from noon to 7 p.m. daily, and admission is free.