So apparently, I’ve gotten quite hooked on this:
It was a combination of the following influences:
- my Mom re-teaching me (about a year ago) to knit, in response to a bandage knitting project
- My friend Frisbie, who is a textile artist. She updated my skills as you can see here (though isn’t responsible for the choice of colors!), including the basketweave technique and (gasp!) TWO yarns at once!
- Reading Kate Jacobs’ book The Friday Night Knitting Club, which combined my romantic idea of myself as a knitter, with my romantic idea of myself as an independent woman in NYC.
- And finally, the influence of fellow writer, Disgruntled Cycle Commuting Town Mouse, who inadvertently set my competitive nature in motion when she not only taught herself to knit, but felted a mug cosy that even had Frisbie humming and hahing.
Colin’s comment: “Oh how nice. A Scarf. Just in time for spring.”
You can tell the knitting is working because I just laughed and stitched on.
Colin’s second comment, after I very nicely didn’t poke him with the needle: “No really it’s good. You can get a jump on your Fall line.
Sigh. No respect.