Isn’t Everyday Knit In Public Day? WWKIP2016

Saturday was fun. A group of like-minded individuals, armed with sticks and string, congregated on Saturday at a local library, and there we sat and made stuff.

World Wide Knit In Public was started in 2005 (11 years!!) as a way to simply bring knitters together, and it is the largest knitter run event in the world (or so their website brags). Individuals (heros) in their respective communities organize individual events that all run throughout one particular day, and events happen in countries all over the world.

There must have been 20 or so people who all met at our local library and knit in the square in front for a number of hours. Many were friendly, familiar faces from knitting circles we attend, but there were also new friendly faces who were great to meet and chat with.  There were also those who watched us with great curiosity as their made their way into the library, with one gentleman even offering to serenade us on his harmonica as we knit (until he realized that we were all chit-chatting and the music was making conversations difficult. The thought was kind, though!).

It was a great way to spend a few hours on a weekend, and this dedicated knitting meant I was able to make a great dent in my yoga socks, finishing them over the weekend. I can’t wait to try them out Friday morning!

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As much fun as Saturday was, I’m left wondering, isn’t every day Knit In Public Day? I mean, I perpetually have knitting within a few feet of me; projects come to work, on trains, heck, I even took knitting on my cruise this past November! When I stop and think about it, I live every day like it’s knit in public day!

Here are a few pictures from the afternoon:

Finding the right words…

I love knitting.  I’ve started a knitting blog about how much I love it, so clearly, I’m not shy about sharing my passion.  I’m also not the type of gal to shy away from attention.  Exhibit A: I love bright coloured clothing, I wear bold glasses (think Penelope Garcia from Criminal Minds), and my hair currently has panels of blue, purple, and teal in it (my BFF and hair dresser extraordinaire was going for a peacock look).  Clearly, not afraid of a little spotlight.  But when it comes to my knitting, there are times that I’m not sure what to say when it gets attention.

I will often knit in public.  Trains, coffee shops, buses, restaurants, all of these are places to knit.  So when I had the chance to see a notable politician speak about his latest book, I arrived early to ensure a good spot, pulled out my e-reader and the Sweet Sweater Dress I was working on for my BFF’s daughter. I know how to keep myself entertained. While working away, knitting in hand, e-reader balanced on my knee, a woman made comment on my multi-tasking, and later, while standing and chatting with my sister, again knitting away at the stockinette pattern, a woman remarked how impressed she was that I wasn’t watching my stitches, just knitting along.  Both times, I found myself at a loss for the right response.  The first one I laughed away, that I couldn’t be as co-ordinated if I was trying to read a real book with pages to turn, and the second, my sister responded, telling her that I’ve always got knitting needles in my hands, it’s second nature to me.

I also have awkward responses to when people compliment my work.  If I’m wearing pieces I’ve made, and I get asked about them, I appreciate the compliments and kind words, but I’m always doubting my responses.  I was once out shopping with my mother while wearing my big slouchy Chateau shawl, which I absolutely adore for a number of reasons.  A lady remarked that she liked my sweater, and I thanked her, but my mother couldn’t resist boasting that I had made it.  I am proud of the Chateau, no doubt, and Mum was proud of it too, or perhaps simply proud of her daughter.

My favourite, slouchy, comfy Chateau Shawl
My favourite, slouchy, comfy Chateau Shawl

Perhaps, my awkwardness and uncertainty comes from being aware of walking the like between being thankful of others’ compliments, and not wanting to come across as boastful.  Am I the only one with these thoughts?  Yeah, probably 🙂