As a busy mom to little ones, I’ve been missing the days when I wasn’t responsible for anyone or anything. I’ve wanted to rebel. Spray painting graffiti feels a little too illegal, but covering a local park in soft, non-permanent yarn? THAT will be the perfect act of delinquency to satisfy my rebel heart.
I’ll do it guerrilla style. Don’t ask for permission, just ask for forgiveness, right?
But wait. What if I’m ostracized from my tony community for being too crafty? What if I get arrested? If I’m going to take that kind of risk, this yarn bomb has to be FOR something…
So when the yarn bomb is over, the yarn pieces will be re-fashioned into blankets and my kids and I are donating them to homeless women and children. The yarn will serve multiple purposes: entertaining the community and helping the poverty-stricken. And my kids will have first-hand experience using art to make a difference in people’s lives. Win all around.
I recruited my sister-in-law, a Northern Cal gal and avid knitter. We started to think of fun ideas, like embroidering the word “Thankful” onto park benches and doing it at Thanksgiving. That never happened. The holidays are hectic, yo. You’re lucky if you find time to knit a trivet over the holidays. We postponed it for February. It would be a LOVE thing for Valentine’s Day. Didn’t happen then either. Finding the time for fiber arts is difficult when you’re busy stuffing your face with chocolate.
But no matter when we did it, all that work would be for naught if the police were to catch me perched in a tree with hook and needle.
After noodling on the idea for TWO YEARS, I finally got the courage to propose my plan to the board of the Pacific Palisades Village Green— the target of my installation and the heart of our community. I decided March would be the ideal time as it is both National Women’s History Month AND National Craft Month.
I showed them a piece I had completed. It was nothing remarkable, but I told them my plan was to cover as much as I could. The trees, the benches, the lamp posts. I would shoot for a Dr. Seuss-type landscape. I crossed my fingers and hoped they’d give this mom with a vision a chance to live out her dream (and simultaneously get her jollies).
They loved the idea.
Phew! I am so glad I asked for permission. Now I’m pretty sure I won’t be ostracized and I (probably) won’t get arrested.
But now I have to actually do it. Pressure on.
Since being green-lit for the yarn bomb I’ve had help from family and local folks who’ve crocheted, knitted or donated granny squares and extra yarn. My mom came to visit and I taught her how to crochet. My nanny knit some “hats” for the lamp posts. My daughter, age 7, knits and crochets like a champ— she’s working on a piece for the flag pole. I can’t wait to see her face when she sees everything up in the center of town. Even more, I can’t wait to take my girls and hand-deliver the blankets we made to those less fortunate.
To keep track of our work, we’ve named each piece after a woman in history. Many were named by my daughter: Rosa Parks, Amelia Earhart, Sacagawea— and other heavy hitters she learns about in school. I’ve named the rest for personal reasons which you can read about in my women of yarn bomb post.
But right now, I have to get back to crocheting! It’s almost showtime, friends, and I still have to make my Jane Fonda and Connie Chung branches!
Thank you to the Village Green for your trust and support. I hope everyone enjoys it.