Now I’m going to do something a wee bit different tonight. I’m posting a super personal post.
I’ve been trying to figure out a way to put this into words.
This being my mysterious family history…
On the left hand are… all these things we missed out on. Traditions. Foods. Community. Rites. All these things that we should have celebrated as a family and rejoiced in and instead, we hid and buried like a shameful secret. So ingrained was this secrecy that my one remaining relative still won’t talk about it even now, 69 years after the end of WWII. My great grandmother is nearly forgotten in an unknown Jewish cemetery somewhere in Maryland.My grandmother even gave up her name, changing it to a more French variation just so my grandfather’s parents would be more accepting of her.
What about all the things we would have passed down through the generations? Yes, they’re just things but what happened to them? Where did they go? Are they packed away and forgotten somewhere? Or are they still in the Czech Republic with any remaining family members still being used and treasured? (My grandmother was Polish, but thanks to floating boundaries, where my family is from is now in the Czech Republic, as far as my cousin can tell)
And on the right hand, this same secret shaped who my family is today. We’ve forged new traditions and celebrations.
We watch The Waltons most evenings because it’s better than the new shit that’s on. On an episode shown a week or so ago, a Jewish family had moved in at the start of WWII. They were afraid of people finding out they were Jewish. Of what Hitler was doing in Europe following them to the States. Even though they came just before WWI, was this how my great grandparents felt?
Both my great grandmother and her mother were only children. Do we have any extended family? Were they all murdered in the war? My cousin thinks that she found a cousin, but will there be any answers? Can there be?
I have a Pandora bracelet. It has charms for my family and loved ones – an Autism puzzle piece for my nephew. Birthstone charms for Marvin and Lee. An RN charm for my mom.
And for my great grandparents and other relatives that we will never know – a Star of David.
My child rules. No really. I saw a nøstepinne online and my son (he’s 15) told me he could make one – and so he did. It’s not fancy. It doesn’t have a fancy finish or shaping. In fact, if you’re so inclined as to have your mind in the gutter, it looks like something else entirely BUT. It works and works beautifully. I wound some homespun from my sister’s friend on it today to see.
And my child made it. How awesome is he? Very.
I may have mentioned once or twice in the past that I spend a day or two a week working at my LYS. She’s also the US Distributor for Marion Foale yarns (which I adore) and we’ve been working on a HUGE website update that went live today!
Clicky MarionFoaleYarn. There’s a newly added Pattern Download section with more patterns on the way. There’s new yarn added to the yarn page. The Retail page has been updated.
We’re so excited. The yarn is a dream to work with and the patterns are classy and gorgeous. I want to make them all! The yarn is also absolutely perfect for Sanquhar knitting. 🙂
So that’s what I’ve been up to! 🙂
I was nominated by Windy Wonderings to participate in a blog hop about the creative process. I have to admit, it’s something I just DO and have never really thought about …
1. What am I working on?
I’m actually at a low point in projects on the needles. Often, I have 4 or 5 projects going at a time and right now? Amazingly, I don’t. The project I’m really focused on right now are my Sanquhar Gloves, which you may recall me talking about once or twice. 😛 I also have a pair of socks that are my traveling project and a feather and fan afghan I’m knitting for my toddler nephew.
2. How does my work differ from others of its genre?
Oh hm. I’m … Not sure? I think all knitting projects are each a bit different. My sister and I could knit the same project… And they’re both different. The BFF and I did a scarf together… and our pieces are each different. But could I put my finger on why? No. Just that personal touch.
3. Why do I write/create what I do?
Mostly, it relaxes me. In the case of my gloves, it’s the challenge. They’re something I haven’t done before and that appeals to me. Also appealing is that it’s not something that is done by many. I also love to make gifts for people and look for just the right project for someone – and then seeing their face at the reveal. I love to give!
4. How does my writing/creating process work?
It’s never the same. Some days I’ll find a yarn that I just have to have and I’ll buy it then wait for the right pattern to speak to me. Sometimes I’ll see a pattern I just have to make and will zip off down the road to my LYS to get the yarn for it or just pick it out and pick it up later.
I’ve enjoyed being part of this hop, so I’d like to nominate the following blogs I enjoy reading to answer the same questions:
KaliTimes Growing Lunacy
A Tangled Yarn Knitter
You should “hop” on over and check them out!
I just want to say that I don’t normally do something like this BUT. I think it’s a pretty neat way to meet others and it can offer up topics that don’t normally come up in posts. 🙂 I hope y’all enjoyed reading this as I did answering these questions! 🙂
Every time I come to a new section of the gloves, I get nervous. Because it’s new. It’s different. And I worry it’s going to be hard or tricky – then it isn’t. I have successfully conquered each new section as it’s come and I have no doubt I can conquer the fingers on my first pair of Sanquhar Gloves as well.
I’m getting so excited for these. I want more with different block patterns! I want to do a hat and scarf. And the best part? I’m certainly no longer afraid of colorwork projects. 😛
Oh wow. When did WP change the posting page? It hasn’t been that long since I’ve posted, has it? EEK. I like it. I think?
Back to the point. When I was small, my Memere would crochet all of us grandkids an afghan. Our houses were full of her afghans growing up. Nothing fancy, just single crochet Chevron afghans and we loved them.
My niece S is the most adorable thing ever at 5 years old. When she was born, I crocheted something for her that she quickly outgrew – and then last fall lost it. So last fall she called me in tears and through heavy sniffles, asked if I could make her a new one.
FINALLY it is done. It is in the washing machine now and will be mailed down to them on Wednesday morning. It’s just Red Heart yarn, which I am not normally a fan of, but it wears well in afghans.