the story continues

Where was I? oh, the AntiCraft.
Turns out it wasn't a uterus at all. It was a little thingy called a "snatchel". It was lady parts, but it was a coin purse. The answer to what else did they knit? Everything. Any damn thing you want.

These were people I could talk to about my Marilyn Manson kitchen problem. Oddly enough, I think that's the one thing I haven't talked to them about. But there at the AntiCraft were people who didn't care what anybody else thought about their evil Japanese robot that held q-tips and such in their bathroom. They didn't care if somebody was outraged that they put their sanitary cups in a squid.The only thing anybody wanted to know about the fetus coin purse is why was it photographed in a tree? And lo and behold, when the forum came to be, there were all different kinds of people in a lot of different countries that were using the skills that their grannies taught them for evil. Voodoo Dolls. A sweater bearing the image of an anatomically correct heart. Crocheted bondage cuffs and a flog. Wait, bondage cuffs? Why the fuck not?

There are a lot of other folk out there with similar points of view. All over the place you find things like a Santa Claus hat in black with skulls on them. Bracelets that strangely resembled bacon. Really, really pretty things made with black lace and crystals. A duct tape corset. A dress made of credit cards.Some people think that you have to be a tattooed, pierced, mohawked angry person whose hair might be blue or purple or something to enjoy these kinds of things. I'm cranky, granted, but I'm mostly friendly and I sometimes wear colors other than black. I used to own black nail polish, but I had bought it for a craft project. There is absolutely no reason whatsoever that having a tattoo means you can't knit. Or if you're a man. Even pastel baby blankets and sweaters.