I started this blog about three months ago. I set up the format, I put up a nice pretty header picture. And then I let it sit. And sit. I’m a slow starter sometimes but at long last I am putting up my first blog post. I’m not really sure what I’ve been waiting for. I mean, I’m obsessed with knitting. Loom knitting in particular, and I have a lot to say about it. No, I’m not a teacher. And I won’t be making any videos. That’s not my thing. Truth is I really don’t know what I’m doing half the time, but I love it. I love yarn. I love texture and warmth. I love creating something useful. But mostly I love the peace of mind that comes from knitting. It’s my meditation, my Prozac, the thing that keeps my stress level in check and helps me escape into a wooly, snuggly world.
I first discovered loom knitting three winters ago. I had a sinus infection that wouldn’t go away (kind of like the one I have right now) and I was desperately searching Walmart for tissues. You would think that tissues would be near the cold remedies but no, that would make too much sense. Instead they place the tissues on the complete opposite side of the enormous store, forcing you to navigate through the clothes, shoes, electronics, pet supplies and….crafts. It was there as I stumbled by in my snuffly meds induced high that I spotted something I had never seen before. It was the Martha Stewart Crafts Knit and Weave Kit. I’m pretty sure I did a Scooby-Doo double take (complete with sound effects) and I may have even squeaked a little (a squeal was completely out of the question considering my congested condition). I grabbed the box and read all about it. I looked to my left and there was yarn. It was as if the craft gods of Walmart were sending me a direct sign: You need to buy this and spend your sick days creating marvelous things that will warm and comfort you in your time of need.
Not being one to ignore the Walmart craft gods, I bought the loom and a few skeins of yarn along with a pallet of tissues and I was on my way.
It was love at first loom. I had tried knitting before. Many times, actually. I still have my half finished projects from years ago with the needles still in place. My grandmother and mother tried to teach me along with my former boss. I learned many different ways and styles but the problem was always the same: my hands hurt. My fingers would cramp and my hands would turn into claws and it just wasn’t fun at all. So I gave it up and resigned myself to never being a knitter. But looming! Looming was something special. It’s the same as knitting but instead of the stitches being on needles they are on pegs. And instead of holding two needles you only need to hold a hook. My hands immediately said, “You need to do this all the time! We insist!” (true story) And who am I not to listen to my very own hands? So I started with this:
I wasn’t using a pattern I was just double knitting what would eventually turn into the biggest cowl in the history of cowls. This cowl could have starred in its own horror movie, “The Cowl that Ate Upstate NY.”
It snowballed from this point. I immediately became a slave to yarn and all the wonderful ways it can be transformed into fabric. I’m not the fastest knitter but I have managed to make a nice pile of lovely things that have brought me immense joy. I hope to share them with you via this blog. It’s in the bare bones stage right now. I haven’t figured out how to add a sidebar with links, but I’m working on it. As I said before, I am not a teacher and that is not the purpose of this blog. There are so many amazing and talented people out there who truly know what they are doing and have generously given their time and talent to the rest of us who want to learn. I will be linking to many of them giving credit where credit is due.
So please join me in my adventures in loom knitting! It’s bound to be a great time. 🙂