I used to knit. That's an understatement. I loved knitting. I learned from my mother as a nine year old.
I collected beautiful yarns from every country I visited and from yarn stores in my hometown.
I would select the yarns for my next project, sit them in a basket in the passenger seat
and design the next sweater and knit it. When my car was at a stop light,
I would pick up the needles and knit a few stitches.
People would see me knit. Often they said
'I wish I knew how to knit." So
I taught many friends to knit.
I knit while watching tv. I'd knit while waiting for my son at school.
I'd knit in the movies. I knit until I developed tendonitis and had to stop.
I tell you this because I belonged to a knit club sponsored by a local yarn store.
Monthly newsletters with a sweater pattern were sent out.
I made this journal from the newsletters.
The pages are gessoed first.
Then the layers begin.
Here are a few pages.