Happy Birthday, Mom!

Sharon Lee Cahill:  She’s not just my Mom, she’s the reason I know how to knit at all…Andrew Mulligan, Carrie Cahill, and the Mighty Quinn, at the Cantwell Music Festival, Cantwell, Alaska, 1998.  Note Mom's handknit, Irish fisherman's sweater!

It all began one day back in 1997, when my Sweet Man and I were first courting in Alaska. 

Andy remarked upon the gorgeous, handknit fisherman’s sweater I was wearing, “Did you make it yourself?”

I burst out laughing, “Me? Nah, my Mom made this with yarn I got in Ireland in 1994. She tried to teach me once when I was little, then again in college. I guess I couldn’t stay put long enough to figure it out…”

“What a shame… Surely your Mother would have loved passing on such a useful and beautiful skill to her Only Daughter!”

Of course, Andy was right… so, I asked my Mom to teach me, and learned to knit just a few months later…Sharon Lee Cahill knits away the 4th of July, 2004, in New Boston, New Hampshire, with her protegee' daughter, Carrie Cahill Mulligan.

Who was I before I learned to knit?  I can hardly remember… 
Who would I be without the love and support of my Mom? I can hardly guess…

In fact, if  you have ever wondered how I make close to 200 Heirloom Handknit Hats in a year, now you know… my Mom helps me!

So thanks, Mom, and Happy, Happy Birthday!  You bring out the best in me.

Tea Tastes Better In My Wood-fired Becca Mug

I love wood-fired pottery

I am simply a sucker for the variable colorations in the glaze that are the serendipitous result of the clay surface interacting with the environment of the wood-fired kiln. Wood-fired pottery mug by Becca Van Fleet... so beautiful it makes my day better just sipping from it!

Isn’t it just beautiful?  This little tea-time treasure, by my fellow League of New Hampshire Craftmen clay artisan, Becca Van Fleet, is simply a gem. 

Look at the fantastic texture…

Becca has been making some really incredible plates with stone motifs, but revealed that this mug is one of her first attempts at something floral.

For me, I have a strong impression of crowberries, which is a happy coincidence (echoing my Alaskan fiber art business, Crowberry Craftworks). 

And I just love having an early example of an artist’s work… it makes the piece all that more valuable to me.My favorite, Becca Van Fleet wood-fired pottery mug awaits my felt hat-making endeavors at my Canaan, New Hampshire Home.

Aside from all these things, though, what makes Becca’s mug my favorite, is that I feel like I can sense the spirit of the maker within the thing itself. And that is the magic of handmade, that sense of the the individual in the object, the imprint of the maker.

In her artist’s statement, Becca declares, “If you enjoy your morning coffee just a bit more because you had it in one of my mugs, I’m doing my job…. And if you have begun to discover the subtle ways that using handmade objects can enhance your daily life, I’m really doing my job.

“Thanks, Becca, for loving what you do and making such beautiful pottery. It matters. 

Your work brings beauty and warmth into my day!

Hat of the Week: Ghengis Hat

My lucky mistake at the Balsams:  Ghengis Hat

My lucky mistake at the Balsams: Ghengis Hat

As a Visiting Artisan at the Balsams Grand Resort in July this year, not only did I enjoy the abundant food and fantastic natural environs, I was also on the activities calendar twice a day. 

The idea was that I would demonstrate how I create my knitted felt hats. I had lots of yarn to knit and embroider hats right in front of people. But let’s face it:  watching knitting can be as exciting as watching the grass grow. 

The interesting part of making felt is the shrinking in the washing machine, when the hand-knitted fabric transforms into the thick, durable llama/wool felt of the finished hat.

So, I located the employee laundry room, and tossed two large, handknit stocking caps into the industrial machine for the delight of my onlooking students.  All was proceeding according to plan, shrinking up quickly…

Imagine my surprise when, after just about half the time it usually takes in my home washer, I took these wild and woolie tribal cousins out of the machine: ”What an excellent example of the unpredictability of the felting process,” I cried!

I can only guess that the Balsams’ employee machine just had more oomph than my regular washing machine, and that the extra agitation resulted in this very furry felt hat. I admit that I was rather startled by these unrefined relatives of my polished Heirloom Handknit Hats… they arrived without warning at (what I thought was) a very inopportune time.

However, I ought not have been worried.  One of these Ghengis Hats sold before it was even dry… and the other one generated tons of interesting conversations at the League of New Hampshire Craftsmen’s 74th Annual Fair at Mt. Sunapee Resort this August.

So, Ghengis Hat, I appreciate the gentle reminder:  In knitting, as in life, there are no mistakes… just design elements and learning opportunities!