Unpacking boxes

We are slowly starting to unpack boxes that where closed for nearly two years.

I already had a glimpse at old pieces of work, sketchbooks and my dear knitting machine.

The memories that comes with that machine!

The hours and hours of frustration, learning to control her,

euphoric moments of joy because your precious work did not drop of the thing,

the sore body after days hard work,

the long intimate conversations, safely tucked away behind a threat network, with my Art-collage mates,

or the sound of 20 people at work in a completely silent studio.

The idea, that very soon, the thing will be spinning again, makes me so happy.

To good old times,

Cheers!