I’m feeling pretty good these days. I finished my sweater, the Jurisfiction cardigan by Glenna C. I particularly like the slightly irregular cable. The yarn is handspun woolen style from a California Red fleece that I washed and processed myself. The color you see is the way God made the sheep. The buttons are stamped with pictures of bicycles, because I finished carding the fleece and spinning the yarn while my husband rode RAGBRAI (the bicycle ride across Iowa).
What’s even better is the loom is all threaded, and I also, finally, managed to spin a quasi-presentable low-twist bulky yarn. Life is good.
Craft work, though, tends to be a solitary activity. I can certainly knit and hang with people. As a knitter, the advantage of being a church functionary is that I spend a lot of time in meetings, and consequently get a lot of knitting done. But that’s not a craft community.
The dictionary defines “community” as “a group of people … who have the same interests, religion, race, etc.” A spinning community understands what I mean when I say the sweater yarn was spun woolen, and knows that California Red is a rare, endangered breed of sheep. A weaving community understands what threading heddles is all about, and how boring it can be. The cycling community knows RAGBRAI, Beekman’s ice cream, and the wonderful Iowa pies.
Shared interests help bring people together, but true community transcends shared interests. Friendships form. People learn and grow from each other. That means, among other things, that the challenge for community is to be broad enough and diverse enough that we aren’t just like with like. Most spinning and knitting guilds that I know of are overwhelmingly female. Male knitters are a rare breed, and stereotypically gay. What are we missing when so many of our fiber groups are so short of testosterone? There’s also a whole lot less melatonin among knitters and spinners than in the world at large. Thank goodness that young women are picking up knitting. And praise the Lord for the Asian influence in Japanese knitting.
Friends, the world of knitting and spinning isn’t nearly multicultural enough to truly reflect the breadth and depth of humanity. Shall we evangelize? Shall we grow, and learn?