Today I needed some #4 double-pointed needles to finish the neck on a sweater, and then I needed a #13 circular needle for knitting a string bag. No problem—I had them at hand, along with about every size of regular needles and crochet hooks too. Pulling out this stash of needles floods me with memories of my mother. These are her needles, accumulated over a long life of knitting. My mother always had something on her needles, alongside other projects she did over the years: macramé, beading (flowers, necklaces, earrings), rug hooking, needlepoint (including the chair backs and seats above). Those projects came and went, but knitting was constant. I don't know what she made with the teensy crochet hooks—perhaps doilies that were around the house, made earlier in life than I knew her. Or maybe she inherited them from her mother, Annie Schine, as I have inherited them from her. My mother made sweaters and afghans for the whole family; later on there were babies to make gifts f...
I hope you aren't teaching over Winter Term, Penny, because I'm sensing that you are on fire with ideas! That top Barnett Newman etching is very harmonious with the piece you made in your screen printing class earlier this year! I have an article on Still that I'm looking for to share with you when we have tea...
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