Working on the Knitting For Peace Messenger Bag. Almost done. Easy as PIE! Hope to have it finished by next week....and then post a photo. Would actually like to know if anyone else has done the bag also, but has done any alterations to the pattern (thinking of adding pockets, buttons to keep it shut).
So, should we all come togethar as MEN WHO KNIT. COM and find a place and purpose to utlize our talents, what would it be? Now, I'm unyielding on this. SHould it be some charitable movement that benefits men? Or do we cross the bounds of social stigma and propose a charity that helps women? children? or everyone? To what greater purpose could or needles knit and purl? What strikes us down? and what of our talents could be used to defeat that?
I was caught knitting at work today, bored out of my mind, catching glances from customers and coworkers alike as I did my best to pass time. Someone finally asked how long I had been knitting and how I learned. Three years ago I passed a J. Crew window display with the most beautiful sweater I had ever seen, but was dmaned back to reality by the $300 price tag. I was first depressed that my financial situation was so crappy that I couldn't be worthy of having nice things. ("Quality and Expensive are neither the same nor better than one another," my grandmother used to say). Then I grew irritated and pissy that I couldn't have THAT sweater. That irritaton grew into an aggressive stomp to the nearest bookstore where I picked up a copy of "The Idiots Guide to Knitting." From there I went to Joann's and got myself on the mailing list and with each coupon I received, I'd purchase one skien of cashmere. Within 6 weeks I had that sweater, made myself and looking every bit better than the one in the window. The action of knitting is one that can lend you into an active contemplation, where the body and mind are quietly seperated into an almost meditative state. But, even more than this moment of frozen suspension of the world around me, I have found that I have learned tolerance (from patterns poorly written), patience (from mistakes made in haste), and the absolute art of self reliance.