I have just finished a massive 9 month project.
I learned to knit when I turned 40. I thought that it was going to be good for 5 years of learning new things. I am one of those people who need to constantly learn new things and techniques. Even reading science journal articles. However; knitting turned into a rabbit hole for me. First I learned to knit. I was learning new things weekly in the beginning. I met great friends and developed friendships.
I met Kathy Withers who was a great influence in my fiber art life. Kathy taught me spin on a drop spindle. That lead to a whole new world. More things to learn. I learned all about fiber animals. I also learned that the younger the fiber animals the softer the fiber will be. I learned the difference between different types of shepherds and the different philosophies about the animals. What a carder was and how I could make one of a kind batts. That would in turn make one of a kind yarns. Even though I don’t dye my own fiber I learned that when fiber is being dyed it’s best not to touch it or push the fiber under the dye. This will result in felted fiber which is very hard to spin. Kathy also taught me about weaving and the concept of neuro felting, although I was much too busy with family issues to take the time to learn.
Another important influence in my knitting and fiber life is Vicky Konecky the Grandma of Grandma’s Spinning Wheel in Tucson. I started going to Grandma’s Spinning Wheel when Kathy moved her farm lock, stock and barrel to the east coast. I have learned so much from Vicky and the various staff members and customers over the years. I learned to spin on a spinning wheel and weave on a ridged heddle loom. I learned about industry standards of yarns. I was introduced to other fibers. I especially like the BFL, camel, silk and flax. I have determined that there are very few fibers that I dislike. It is always a comfortable place to sit and knit. New yarn and fiber show up all the time.
This is where I was at the beginning of the year. I had yarn problems. I had yarn beyond my life expectancy. I had yarn hidden and in plain sight from one end of the house to the other. In the garage the yarn was stacked in bins from floor to ceiling in big bins. It was very overwhelming to me. It was a creative anchor. In the beginning of the year I gave yarn to friends and people across the country who could not afford to buy yarn. When they became overwhelmed I felt the anchor grip me tighter. Then at the Old Pueblo Knitting Guild meeting it was suggested that we donate our excess yarn to the guild to raise money to cover expenses. It was a big aha moment for me. I started off in the house going through everything and found 4 kitchen size trash bags full of yarn to go. Then I moved to the garage. I limited myself to no more than 5 bins a day to go through. The bags of yarn started to pile up. So John moved them behind the couch. I kept going. Today I went through the last box in the garage. I also looked at all my usual hiding places. I filled another couple of bags.
This picture is from the garage after I finished today. Look at all those bins that John can use in the storage room. We have give some empty bins this year too. This is so he can see inside every single box. The bottom picture are the bags of yarn leaving the house tomorrow. The boxes on the left are the only boxes of fiber left in the garage. A little bit of fiber that needs to be carded and almost all my Sugar n Cream yarn. I am sorry I don’t have a before picture, but imagine the boxes on the right with 2 more boxes on top, all the way across. That is an awful lot of yarn that has left the house this year. I feel lighter. I feel more creative. I hope this will give me more energy to create. Most of all I am really sore from sorting through all the yarn. My hands are really dry too. It will take a couple of days of lotion for my hands to recover. The entire family is also happy. What more could I ask for?
