So, what, exactly, happened last night when the Knittas went out to do our first tag in #lovelansing?
WELL, let me tell you the story.
I’ll be honest… throughout the day, I actually started to get a little nervous. I mean, I can’t imagine the #lovelansing police wouldn’t appreciate our effort to make Lansing a little prettier, but, well, I guess I didn’t really know if that’s true. Graffiti is graffiti, right? Wrong? I dunno. But I do know that as the day went on, I got a little more nervous, which wasn’t helped by Betty Cable’s hubby offering to bail us out, or La Femme Knitkita’s repeated pleas, “I have to leave for a business trip tomorrow… I canNOT get arrested.”
And so with much nervous energy, we collected at my place (Thread Head again), and gathered scissors and yarn. Someone came up with the brilliant idea of adding little ties to our pieces to make the (well-lit heavily traveled) job go faster… brrrrilliant, and a definite tip we’ll keep for future tags. We all admired Knitster Miyagi’s amazing Michigan with the little heart over Lansing, and Wonder Pup even wore it as a cape. The photos are adorable, but rather incriminating, so we’ll leave those out for now. Our sage Knitster accepted, “Once I release this into the wild, I will no longer have control over what happens to it,” and after a solid 20 minutes of nervous giggling and stalling, five Knittas (Thread Head, Knitster Miyagi, Betty Cable, La Femme Knitkita and a yet to be knit-named Knitta) set out for the tag.
As we pulled into the parking lot, a suspicious van did the same. We waited… it waited… it left… and we all breathed a nervous sigh of relief. AND THEN IT CAME BACK! Were we busted? “What if it’s an undercover cop (in a minivan)?” Betty Cable asked?!? So we bolted to drive around the block until the suspicious van disappeared.
My phone rang, and we all jumped… it was the Wonda from Down Unda. “I think I’m here, but no one else is…” “Oh wait,” I replied, “do you drive a minivan?” “Yes…” “Okay, we just ran away from you… we’ll be right back!”
And much giggling ensued. We jumped out of our car/minivan… the bravest Knittas heading to the street (Knitster Miyagi was illuminated by a streetlamp in front of a traffic light, no less!) and feverishly tying on tags while Wonda diligently grabbed pics. Ten minutes later, after much admiring of our handy work (or as much can be done while nervous and riding a naughty adrenaline high), we jumped back in our cars and headed away.
And just like that, our first tag was up! And a day later, I’ve had a bit of time to reflect on Knittas 4 Life.
So far, I’ve found this project rewarding in so many ways. I’m proud to be doing something for my city, even if it is just to make ugly parking lots a little prettier. And I’m proud that we’ve actually made this idea come to fruition. Even if we never do another tag (which is doubtful… because this is addicting!), at least we did one. But I’m also surprised by how rewarding it is to learn something completely new and to challenge myself. I don’t usually do things I’m not good at. It sounds horrible, but it’s true! I’m naturally athletic and a bit artsy, so if it doesn’t come easy, I just switch to something that does. But this was a totally different ball of yarn, here. I had NO idea what I was doing, and I was completely relying on the kindness (and patience) of others to teach me. At first, I sucked. I probably knitted at least half a dozen “scarves” only to tear them apart because they were so bad. Until, finally, one looked okay… and then another… and now it’s so rewarding to watch myself grow, to watch these girls grow, and to further develop some brand new, and some very old and cherished, friendships. Who knows if I’ll keep knitting for the rest of my life, but I will always cherish these memories
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The first (acceptable) piece ever knitted by Thread Head
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Knitster Miyagi shows a little Love Lansing love
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All the way from Ann Arbor The Red Stitch sends her alma mater a gift!
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Tags: fiber art, Graffiti, knit graffiti, Lansing, Michigan, Subcultures, urban knitting, yarn, Yarn bombing