Love, love, love!
I spent a bit of my weekend at the PNE Forum, walking in what felt like a meadow of yarn and fabric. Each year brings bigger and better things for Knit Social, and Knit City 2017 was as awesome as I expected!
Part of what really gets me excited about Knit City is seeing everyone’s projects shown off. Every person at Knit City was wearing a piece that they had made, from shawls to vests to sweaters to full on dresses. It’s an amazing collection of talent and time and devotion.
I loved how normal it is for everyone to just set up their shit and go to town. There were tons of people just sitting down, eating hotdogs while they knitted. That level of mastery is something I would like to achieve one day. People who didn’t know each other were openly talking about their projects and giving each other advice.
Another one of my favourite discoveries is sashiko stitching, from A Threaded Needle. It pretty much addresses my penchant for small, obsessive and repetitive movement. I was beside a gaggle of ladies who were all melting down from how cool the technique was.
And Heidi Kirrmaier, the other 50% of this book? She’s a fucking engineer. All these amazing women with these backgrounds that totally break impressions of old women with teapots and aprons always make me so happy and proud.
And another stop I made was at the Pip & Pin booth, where I really got into this super nice short shirt called Mount Pleasant. I tried to purchase their lookbook, but apparently it wasn’t for sale. I was forwarded to their Ravelry page, which had more amazing stuff.
Highlights also included me running into my high school Math teacher, Mrs. Robertson. Glad to report that she had retired ten years ago, and is happily weaving and collecting looms as part of the Greater Vancouver Weavers’ and Spinners’ Guild.
Lastly, here is the obligatory (but partial) photo of my haul. It was difficult to hold back, friends. And yes, I have more than one of each of those skeins.
On my way out, I said goodbye to Amanda at the Knit Social booth.
Amanda: “You’re leaving already?”
Me: “I don’t want to, but…”
I touched my bag lightly, which was already barfing yarn and merch.
Me: “I must leave.“