Can you call yourself a knitter if you've never yarn-bombed?
The answer is clearly yes. Thousands upon thousands of knitters, especially those of a certain age, would meet the term with blank stares. But can you call yourself a hip, with-it knitter who refuses to be defined by her certain age if you've never yarn-bombed?
I've never yarn-bombed. But it looks like that's about to change.
A group of folks are planning to cover fixtures and random items at the downtown bandstand with knit and crochet fabric as part of an arts festival. Somebody knew somebody who knew that I knit and that I have students who knit. They put me in touch. And now I'm going to a meeting to plan this act of fuzzy vandalism.
When it's done, if I've managed to contribute and facilitate contributions from my students, I'll have crossed another point of no return in my crafting journey. I will have used needlework to subvert the dominant paradigm. I will have poked another old-lady-knitting stereotype in the eye. I will have with malice aforethought aided and abetted an overthrow of public space in a way that (were it not all so very artsy and benign) could get me arrested. Take that, upcoming forty-fifth birthday!