She’s definitely enthusiastic. She spins when we watch movies, she knits when we go out to see friends or wait at the doctor, she weaves on her schacht inkle loom sometimes, she dyes fiber, the whole gamut. The only reason we don’t have a sheep is because the dog would endlessly harass it.
She doesn’t, because when we had a really sheddy dog I suggested she spin yarn from the dog’s hair and then knit a sweater for the dog. She wouldn’t do it.
This is me with embroidery. I started out making a couple of friendship bracelets in June. And then I thought, “Hey, now I have a bunch of extra floss, why don’t I try to embroider something?” So I bought a couple of kits to practice, and now like 2 months later, I have a full box of floss including some fancy shit from Japan, a boatload of hoops, and piles of colored cotton. I moved from printing other people’s patterns to customizing them in like, a week. I created my own monster. And now my favorite supply store has patterns for tiny embroidered felt animals so I’m starting a set of dinosaurs.
The real issue is what the fuck do I do with all this stuff I’m making. I don’t want to monetize it and I’m not really good enough for that anyway, but it’s gonna be a problem soon.
My wife is there with you too. She has a huge toolbox full of embroidery floss. And you should see her “craft room,” which is pretty much our house’s dining room.
I like her, she seems cool. I purposely built a crafting area with a huge closet when I finished the basement. At a certain point, you just have to accept that the crafts have taken over your life and home.
There was one thing I had to put my foot down on finally. She had a loom that was the size of a washer and dryer and she used it maybe a couple of weeks a year. Eventually I had to insist she get rid of it and she agreed. Now she has a couple of small looms, which is fine.
My wife is textile-obsessed. She started with crocheting and knitting, but this is basically her minus the ending:
I think every enthusiastic knitter has experienced this too, lol
She’s definitely enthusiastic. She spins when we watch movies, she knits when we go out to see friends or wait at the doctor, she weaves on her schacht inkle loom sometimes, she dyes fiber, the whole gamut. The only reason we don’t have a sheep is because the dog would endlessly harass it.
Maybe she gets fiber from the dog.
She doesn’t, because when we had a really sheddy dog I suggested she spin yarn from the dog’s hair and then knit a sweater for the dog. She wouldn’t do it.
Dogs can be trained and sheep are great animals, haha!
Mine can’t be trained. We’ve tried. She’s the most stubborn dog ever. And she likes to murder. If she wasn’t so sweet, we wouldn’t keep her around.
This is me with embroidery. I started out making a couple of friendship bracelets in June. And then I thought, “Hey, now I have a bunch of extra floss, why don’t I try to embroider something?” So I bought a couple of kits to practice, and now like 2 months later, I have a full box of floss including some fancy shit from Japan, a boatload of hoops, and piles of colored cotton. I moved from printing other people’s patterns to customizing them in like, a week. I created my own monster. And now my favorite supply store has patterns for tiny embroidered felt animals so I’m starting a set of dinosaurs.
The real issue is what the fuck do I do with all this stuff I’m making. I don’t want to monetize it and I’m not really good enough for that anyway, but it’s gonna be a problem soon.
My wife is there with you too. She has a huge toolbox full of embroidery floss. And you should see her “craft room,” which is pretty much our house’s dining room.
I like her, she seems cool. I purposely built a crafting area with a huge closet when I finished the basement. At a certain point, you just have to accept that the crafts have taken over your life and home.
There was one thing I had to put my foot down on finally. She had a loom that was the size of a washer and dryer and she used it maybe a couple of weeks a year. Eventually I had to insist she get rid of it and she agreed. Now she has a couple of small looms, which is fine.