I’ve been reading reports online about yarn-bombing, knitters taking their knitting to the streets and using it as installation art in public places. Mostly in the United States, but this has also been occurring in Canada and Great Britain. Budapest isn’t a place that I expected to find it. After all, there is little evidence of a fibre arts tradition here. I’ve yet to find a yarn shop, despite searching, and I had the devil of a time locating a dealer to look at looms (more on that in a later post). So, on my way to the gym this morning, I was pleasantly surprised to see this:
Yes, it is pouring rain and I’m in a hurry to catch the metro, but I have to stop for a closer look.
I love it! This is outside a very busy metro station on the Buda side of the Danube, where numerous bus and tram routes cross paths. I’m astonished. Usually this is a hang-out for some of the less desirable elements and they are nowhere to be seen. There are tags with words:
“Guerrilla Knitting 2012” in both English and Hungarian. Wonder where else this will crop up? Must keep my eyes peeled. Art shows up in the strangest places.