My principle desire in life is to enable others. I am an enabler, and I am proud of it. I like to teach workshops. I like to write books on technique. I like to encourage people in their enterprises. I can always find positive things to say about the ideas and work of others. And, I will often offer to help. This trait does not make me a good person. If I am not careful, my encouragement can quickly lose its value. I get tired and, oh so slightly dogged, if the idea does not start to gather momentum. I am a designer. This sunset made my daughter cry because she became aware of her mortality; this sunset made me want to do more, try harder and... knit a Fair Isle vest. A vest would inevitably
Here is an interesting reason for writing a post. The image on the last post is enormous. I can't seem to make it smaller, and it strikes a poor visual note in the stream of blog posts. I am a designer. I could take another photograph or try and recrop the master of the original image, but this seemed quicker – a post without an image. What can I discuss that won't look better with an image? Well, I could discuss my work as a freelance book designer/craft editor/pattern checker. I have just finished drawing 50 crochet charts for a beautiful book of
All my workshops appear to be sold out. I have checked the website, and all the tickets have been sold. I was going to post some images of the kits I have prepared, but instead, I will urge you, if you are going to the Show, to visit the Learning Curve desk as soon as you arrive and inquire about ticket availability. Not just for my workshops but any other workshops you have had your eye on. Tickets are swapped, and people forget to turn up.