Tuesday, October 17, 2017

I quit my job 6 weeks ago so I could "find myself." Today, ennui taking roost, I picked up my bamboo knitting needles and started casting on. I did not remember how to cast on, and in my malaise I said 'fuck it' and just did whatever-the-hell until it looked almost right. I could have opened any of 1.2 million sad how-to videos on YouTube, but I really wanted to chart my own course and see where it led me. Here is a photo of today's results. It's going to be a washcloth. Yes, it's sitting on a gas stovetop. I don't care.

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2 comments:

  1. Jess S.October 30, 2017 at 3:59 AM

    I love the metaphor of your shitty knotting sitting on a gas burner ready to blow!

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  2. libramamaramaOctober 30, 2017 at 11:04 AM

    actually, shitty knotting is a more apt descriptor for what I do ;-)

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