Knitblast the Tenth: here be Lions
The Stitch and Bitch London Knit Crawl for Worldwide Knit in Public Day. Four iconic London sights. Four chances to knitblast
Knitblast the Ninth: Pink Furry Knitting learns about trust and pigeons
The Stitch and Bitch London Knit Crawl for Worldwide Knit in Public Day. Four iconic London sights. Four chances to knitblast
Knitblast the Eighth: the melancholy tale of a crochet flower
The Stitch and Bitch London Knit Crawl for Worldwide Knit in Public Day. Four iconic London sights. Four chances to knitblast
Knitblast the Seventh: confused Tower Bridge tourists
The Stitch and Bitch London Knit Crawl for Worldwide Knit in Public Day. Four iconic London sights. Four chances to knitblast
London: Graffiti knitting confessional
Still in London. It seems that despite all my best intentions to get in, get out, and get back on the road, I am going to be i
Knitblast the Third: Knit at the movies
The interior of the Haymarket Odeon smells like all cinemas should. Stale popcorn and musty upholstery. The seats flip back co
Knitblast the Second: love and the scent of cat shampoo at Covent Garden
The ebb and flow of bumbagged tourists that is Covent Garden. They stand in their socks and sandals in the rare afternoon suns
Knitblast the First: return to the Whale Room
The city’s Natural History Museum is a place of dinosaur bones, fascinating facts, and the soft musical murmur of people
London Guerilla Knitting: “My yarn is as bad ass as your spray can.”
Guerilla knitting. Street art that sings the same yarn-flavoured tune I do. Always had vague fluffy plans of releasing my knit