My granny was gifted with crafty hands. She was an inspiration for many. When we were kids, most of our dresses were stitched by her for us. How comfortable we would be in those clothes stitched with love. She also had this craziness for crochet. She would create numerous things with that one hook and thousands of varieties of yarn. I was attracted to this art from a very young age. I must have been in lower primary when I would pester her to teach me. She would bluntly deny saying “Barap sheekh surveri” (Education comes first) I would plead to her that I have completed my homework / studies but she would never give in. Lots of women from town would come to learn from her and I would hide behind granny to sneak in and learn. But it was difficult to absorb it that way.
One summer vacation, my granny’s elder sister (Mhav), who was a pro in crochet than my granny, came to stay with us for a couple of weeks. She noticed my thirst for this craft and taught me the basic stitches lovingly. My first creation was a flower which was irregular in shape due to a lot of mistakes. But Mhav took one piece of cloth and stuck the flower to it and asked me to preserve it as it was my first creation and hence very special in its own way. After Mhav left, I would pick granny’s yarn and hook and simply try stitching quietly right in front of her. Granny let go of her resistance and began teaching me wherever I went wrong. There was no stopping from then on. Even when Granny would go to visit Mhav’s home, she would take me along to see the new patterns that Mhav would have created so that we could come back home and replicate it. I am indebted to these two super women for passing on their love for yarn to me.
Recently, I have been bitten by the yarn bug and I ventured into creating these ear-rings. Here are some pictures: