“The Not(s) in the knots speak to me about the less obvious restrictions in everyday life and culture; the dichotomy, the contrast I personally experienced and still do at times. They express boundaries, potential limitations; a reminder that not all is as unassuming as one might think at first glance or encounter. They declare and request caution, reflection, and awareness.”—Chiara-Sophia Coyle
Clicks & Relativity
By Chiara-Sophia Coyle
OAKLAND California—(Weekly Hubris)—April 2019—As an introduction to an upcoming sharing of one of my favorite themes “The Greek Blue,” today I share with you some imagery and thoughts on knots.
What’s in a knot? Skill, certainly. And it doesn’t have to be a Gordian knot to demonstrate complexity in the “tying” or the mastery achieved over time. The term “Gordian knot,” frequently used as a metaphor for challenges faced in a particular situation, is one we may be familiar with, yet more straightforward knots carry their own messages and deserve their own space. Nothing is ever as simple as it appears.
But, to return to Greece: so much blue, so many knots. Knots that served a purpose associated with survival, in one way or another. Growing up, I always felt closer to Mykonos’s fishermen versus the country folk, although I lived, physically, closer to the latter. I was awe-struck from a very early age at the guaranteed precision each and every time I witnessed knot-tying by the fishermen in their everyday pursuits, whether repairing their fishing nets under the blazing sun, sitting in cafés teaching youngsters the technique (who said anything about gender?), or while tying up the “kavo”—the thick rope that secures ferries to the pier—while risking being hit by the heavy weight at the end of the rope as it was thrown down from the bow, regardless of factors such as high winds. Rope and knots made life easier in the absence of more modern solutions.
For me, one of the interesting “collaterals” about the knot images shared here is that I have a very clear recollection not only of where each image was shot, the weather conditions prevailing, who I was with (or not) . . . but, even more: what is still very alive for me is the emotional space I was in each time, for each knot, and the mood-memories that surfaced (more conscious or not) when each photograph was taken.
The “Not(s)” in the knots speak to me about the less obvious restrictions in everyday life and culture; the dichotomy, the contrast I personally experienced and still do at times. They express boundaries, potential limitations; they are a reminder that not all is as unassuming as one might think at first glance or encounter. They declare and request caution, reflection, and awareness.
So . . . “Knots and Not(s) in the midst of my Greek Blue.”