Ch. 2 Space and Time

We do not know what is happening at the moment farther away in the universe
Stephan Hawking, 1988

I'’m glad there lots going on here to keep my mind occupied! Anyhow, I don'’t remember exact time I learnt to knit. Maybe when I was about 8. But the place...

I was swallowed up by a big orange velour couch. This thing was giant and soft and really orange. Anyways my nana and papa, who were both avid knitters, got me started. I am pretty sure that the first task was a scarf. Isn'’t everyones? Probably out of some crazy 1980s verigated arcrylic. It had dropped stitches, some odd knots made by hands and fingers held in a foreign and not quite natural position. It was a piece to never be worn; maybe it never even got finished.

I knit on and off for the years following. Often had to go back to that big, orange couch for help. How do you cast off again? What is this big hole here? Things like that. What a great place to be.

Ch. 1 Our Picture of the Universe

Each time new experiments are observed to agree with the predictions the theory survives, and our confidence in it is increased; but if ever a new observation is found to disagree, we have to abandon or modify the theory.
Stephan Hawking, 1988

Knitting is an experiment. The underlying theory has stayed the same but it is continuously modified by using new materials and creating new uses for knit fabric.

Myself, I have been experimenting on and off with the skill and art for close to 25 years. This is the story of how my theory and practice of knitting has evolved.

blog dilemma solved

A quandary. Really want to talk about what I'm knitting
BUT ITS ALL FOR CHRISTMAS GIFTS.

The decision has been made to write "A Brief History of My Knitting". Hmm, doesn't sound quite as catchy as Stephan W. Hawking's title does it?