I’ve been thinking about the temptation of knitting the last few days. I can’t figure out if knitting is an obsession or an addiction or both. I could have a thousand other things to do but I will often pick up the needles and get to work. Admittedly, it’s a healthy obsession/addiction (that fills the void so well when flying, waiting for a movie to start, or watching crappy TV shows), but that doesn’t make it any easier for me to deal with. I currently have so much on my plate (web page design, collages, sewing projects to complete as well as just the basics like grocery shopping, phoning friends and cleaning my abode) but of course, the minute I saw a great new pattern I was somehow able to fit shopping at the knitting store and casting on 144 stitches into my schedule. I often have to give myself knitting time limits so that I don’t neglect every other thing in my life. Judging by the amount of yarn stores, craft websites and magazines, I am guessing that I am not the only one out here that feels like this.
For me I think it’s the immediacy of creating something, the lure of perfect stitches, the feel of the yarn in your fingers and the zone-out factor that are all part of the appeal. And it still does fascinate me that in any given hand-knitted object the creator has touched every inch of yarn and has crafted each individual stitch.
Anyhow, here’s a detail of the dress and little bag that I finished for my friend’s 6 month old baby. The dress is for her 1st birthday. Apparently, I just HAD to finish it even though she won’t fit into it for 6 months. See what I mean?
1 comment:
I see exactly what you mean! You have expressed the allure of knitting very well: the yarn in your fingers, the zone-out, the temptation. I'm sure they will love it and it will become a treasured family heirloom. You must feel satisfied now you can cross this off the list.
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