I learned how to knit when I was 10 maybe. Actually, crocheting was first; as my mother thought it will be easier with one stick only. The true reason why I wanted to crochet and later knit was the need for the constant supply of the garments for my dolls at that time. Now, I'd rather supply garments for myself and the nearest and dearest. Meine Damen und Herren, socks for everyone! Or scarves, shrugs, even pullovers, that's what THEY want.
I had knitting ups and downs. For couple of years when I was studying, I did not knit almost at all. I picked that again two years ago, for I needed some not-so-mind-engaging activity to soothe my PhD-wrecked nerves. Sort of a therapy through work. Great choice, knitting. Then, a year ago, I discovered the existence of knitting blogs (I'm not especially up to date, I know) and the whole new world of inspirations, ideas and patterns opened up. And I love it! Even decided to show some of my stuff, if only just for fun of taking pictures regularly, let's say for the motivation to finish things.
A lot of the stuff I knitted in the past is gone, too old and ugly and worn up to show. Or even to wear. Some of the ~newer garments, however, are still wearable. In fact, still in (moderate) use. The favorites include the brown shrug I made for the New Year's Eve party one and a half year ago, the crocheted scarf made of the sock yarn, the purplish little poncho (or whatever it's proper name is) I was wearing when typing the thesis during the winter. The light blue top is my own design (as is the brown shrug, in fact and the scarf, too) and it receives a lot of wearing. The blue-yellowish bolero was recently gifted to my sister-in-law (she just looks better than me in it).
