Published by Shana | Filed under Knitting
I am a skill accumulator. For no good reason whatsoever, I want to be able to do things myself.
It’s evident in how I play role playing computer games. Rather than actually attempting to meet the game’s objectives or obtain the Helm of Mordor or whatever, I spend hours learning how to smith and speak languages. And the great thing about games is that once you’re a level 50 archer, no one’s taking that away. You can one-up William Tell into perpetuity. Thus, perfectly illustrating why video games are better than reality.
Sometimes, through providing assistance on my patterns, I come across a knitter who has been knitting for 50 years, yet is struggling with a basic pattern of mine. Hands, eyes, and mind just aren’t as nimble as they once were and projects that they would have been able to do in the dark are now a struggle.
This is what I fear most about growing old. And, in many ways, it is what frustrates me most about the young.
As a designer, you learn real quick that the words “easy” and “fast” are knitter bait. Sure, there are lots of inexperienced knitters that need easier projects to learn from, but even the experienced knitter swoons over 4 hour hats and weekend socks (Guilty!). Any why not? Life is hard, can’t our hobbies be easy?
Those years when you’ve been knitting long enough to have the skills to tackle gossamer lace, but still retain sharp eyes and nimble fingers are surprisingly few. When you ‘x’ out the years with small children at home (cause ain’t nobody got time for that) and the times when life is throwing you a curve ball, the years winnow down even further.