an article found by my buddy lisa, entitled "the silence of the lambswool cardigans", has me thinking today: about knitting, spinning, and dyeing, and for that matter, printing. (ben and i are on the precipice of, not only putting off human parenthood for an unforetold number of years more, but of buying a 19th century working replica iron handpress).
i'm having fun spinning my pre-fab batts and sliver, but it is rawther the equivalent of... brownie mix out of a box. which i do use. but i don't use cake mix. and i'm beginning to wonder if i could produce batts as good as the ones i purchase.
but i also love knitting the handspun of my "secret" source. i feel like we're doing something together. i feel like that handspun is a gift to me, which is the way that it feels when lisa illustrates something for me. (like the knitting logo on the right, or the xyz girl or greta the transgendered rooster, who was the logo for night rally.) the article mentioned above makes me think about, and feel grateful for, all these things.