So a good friend of mine has been on a knitting rampage.
Rampages are often caused by: *super wooly-fuzzy yarns
*extra stress in life
*searching for a sense of completion
*mantra of knit one, purl one...
*having someone whom you want to wrap in your handmade goods
*and many other possible options.
Mimi's rampage is a good one, brought on by a new nephew due in the mid part of the summer. Her drive to completion is solely based on her need to wrap this kid in the cutest things she can. This little one will be the first gentlemanly bundle the family has seen and this likely means he will get away with all sorts of things outside of Mimi's yarn stash.
After an extreme day of knitting, this was Mimi's reward:
The history of this particular knit blanket is special due to all the stories that occur in the presence of its making. Likewise the task of knitting itself has a long and colorful history. I mean- think about this, who just figured out that you can play with sticks and string and come out with cloth. This was a skill developed over centuries with implications in fashion, design, history, social status, gender...it is loaded. And to think Mimi is JUST knitting a blanket. No let's think about this more, she is providing this kiddo with a wrap, a cloak, a device for protection. This is an age old concept, we must protect our young and provide them with devices that will do the same. Sure, we can head to the mall or baby gap and purchase a blanket, but Mimi's hands have touched every single part of this one. So it is special. There is value in this skill of providing.
Now, I hear that this blanket is growing- there will certainly be more pictures to follow. Additionally I know that Mimi will be DIY-ing other items for this nephew in the months to come.
