today

Knitting

Anticipating

Scheming

Guerrilla needles at home
hard at work

Cue my inspiration music, please:

Knit Up travels abroad

I heard the call to arms (here).

As a fellow knitter and possibly, renegade yarn outlaw, I was intrigued and aware that this was something that I could be a part of and feel proud. Besides, it is not everyday that you have a chance to go international and have your work seen at The National Gallery of Austrailia!


I choose the colors that I did to reflect my town, which sits on the edge of a very large lake and has lovely rivers that course through it. I wanted the serenity of blue, and the texture of the creator, moi, Lady P.



But, I also wanted it to have the feel of the people of my town, to have some of their mojo if you will.
So - I made them try it on. Wear it. Get their cooties all over it. Like lovely Miss Mary up above.



Mr. Mike wanted to be a Knitto Bandito.



Sir Ron wanted to make sure that you knew a grande cafe came with his knit serape.



Brandie and Henry the Owl. Feelin' cozy in to the Yarny Pole Knit Up.


Will, secure in his manhood and happy to support the best international knit up in town! (at least for today)

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Where would I be without my ride? It loves the carousing around town, looking for new spots to yarn bomb.

Oh, what's this? A Zombie Cupcake? hmmmmm.....wonder if I can trust the fluffy green one not to eat the lovely little knit up before it makes the journey across the mighty ocean. Dare I risk it?

Art is not dead! Only the squirrel is...

I am laughing at myself even as I write - I had to go back - see if the knit up was still alive, thriving, reminding the souls that cared enough to come and pay their respects to our brother, dearly departed Mr. Squirrel of the drunken condition, that we were a community that cares. Cares enough to bring out the artist in all of us.


Some of you may only see roadkill, but others see a tableau of the human town condition - ready for us to inhabit, engage with and add our element of beauty and tongue-in-check humor.

He was embalmed by his own bad drinking habits, but the city took it upon themselves to give him a proper viewing - dress him with knitty debonair care, express dear sentiments on his behalf. Parks Department - we love you! You are inspiring a whole new crop of aspiring, insurgent artists within!

Who is the masked wonder of this canvas work? Will the world ever know? We give thanks to you as you help spread the word of Arting Out even further....