I was one of those hyperactive kids who drive their mothers crazy during summer holidays, asking for things to do.

I started knitting out of frustration at never finding anything my size, and also because it satisfied the need to be always doing something.

I continued with it because I love the feel and feeling of stuff – and the process and discipline involved in making things.

Now I knit for the pleasure of making beautiful and useful things; for the pleasure of tangible and visible accomplishment; for the pleasure of having something unique.

Besides, a well made sweater lasts way longer than an elaborate dessert…