So this radio station that some of my friends have launched is having an auction in April and they’ve asked me if I’d be willing to donate some art. I said sure. I’m willing to make 5 knitted postcards. Luckily, I’ve already got one completely done, another that just needs to be glued to the cardstock and I’ve already started on a 3rd. The problem I was having is that my charts are very large and postcards are not generally 2 feet by 3 feet or something ridiculous like that. I think this would be interesting, but postage would be a drag.
Anyway, after deliberating and a few false starts, I decided to go with some sock yarn and one of my hazard symbols. While chugging along on this particular pattern in my incredibly sporadic and haphazard manner this weekend, B pointed out to me the one amazingly obvious thing that I somehow completely missed.
“You know, this is just me, but you could probably felt one of those postcards.”
DUH.
Do you see why I love him? He’s a fucking genius.
GO B!! so brilliant!
gotta love a boy that knows knittin!!
You know, I bet he knits while you aren’t looking….