So I'm blogging again, on purpose. I like to blog. It's like a journal, but I can be sure that the comments are from, if not rational people, at least real people and not the voices in my head. You all are less critical and usually more inspiring.
I know why I haven't been blogging. Long ago I identified this as a knitting blog. And I'm barely knitting. I have a pair of socks (yes, there are two now) that follow me around, and grow bit by bit, that remind me that I am a knitter. And how bad ass DPNs are. Seriously, I'm like Edward Scissorhands. I still have lots of yarn. But I have a hard time thinking of myself as a knitter. More on this in a bit. I've chewed on this.
I spin, every month or so. I make soap... sometimes. I'm weaving, when Chris warps the loom (little Cricket). Warping is punishment for wanting to weave. But I don't really feel connected to it.
I had breakfast the other day with Ted, a good friend of mine from school (school is great, btw :) He and I read each other pretty well and are able to ask the other the question that causes the most thought, comfortable or otherwise. He asked me why I don't knit anymore, since it obviously makes me so happy. Think, think, think, like Pooh.
Those of you who know me personally probably know that I worked for a yarn distributor until over a year ago, when they laid me off. While working there I was constantly immersed in yarn culture. I worked with yarn shop owners all over the country, I got to hang out with brilliant designers, and I got to see the new yarns and patterns before they were released. It was a good life. And then it was gone, and I just kinda dimmed. I faded out.
This was my fault. I was a knitter before I had this job. I had friends who knitted. I modded Rav boards. I orchastrated knit-togethers. I had my hand on the pulse before. But after I lost my job, I just stopped looking for it. and I didn't even realize it.
Saturday found me at Western Ave Studios in Lowell for Open Studios. I have been there during OS twice, and both times are just... effervescent. I feel awakened, creative, inspired, and nurtured. All of these artists surrounding themselves in an environment that just exudes, fosters, encourages creativity. And I want to be a part of something like that.
And I was. And I want to be again.
So, I'm back, and I'm going to try to stay on track in my own little way. This may not always be a knitting blog. Sometimes it may be a school blog, and sometimes a work blog (I have a retail job that suits my current past times) it may sometimes be a video gaming blog. It will be a me blog. It will be my blog.
And I will finish my socks. They're kind and patient socks. The second sock has a heel, only the cuff to go. And I will finish my sewing and weaving projects. They make take a while. I have a hard time sewing and reading microbiology notes. And I will stay in touch. And I will decide my level of involvement.