After an enforced separation from clay I participated in the "Sock Project". While making my sock for the project I was drawn back into knitting, which I'd learned from my mother before beginning school. I'd knitted through childhood, influenced by the fanastic knitters in the Shetland Isles, where I'd often stayed with relatives. After finishing my sock for the 200th anniversary of the Red River Settlers I continued to knit to fight against the effects of chemotherapy, making socks for as many as would take them.
Of course, this provided an excuse to indulge the colours and textures of the miriad fibre on offer.