As the cold settles in our staff celebrates relationships with fiber arts, lovely and functional, that draw the eye or keep us warm. Here are helpful, inspirational, and enjoyable resources for those just starting down the knit-and-purl path, for those who’ve memorized a stitch or two, or for any amateur or artist happy to have found a lifetime of fiber projects here in Maine.
It’s a story…it’s a learn-to-knit book…it’s both! Sunny’s Mittens starts with a story about a girl with a hole in her mitten and ends with instructions on how to knit a pair of Swedish Lovikka mittens. The writing and instructions by Robin Hansen are clear and detailed. Recommended for ages 9 through 12 but great for anyone learning to knit.
This is my favorite introductory book, it covers all the basic information about how knitting actually works. From how different weights of yarn knit up differently in terms of math, to pattern interpretation of “finished” measurements vs. “to fit” measurements.
This is a terrific and inspiring book of stitch patterns, the possibilities are endless!
Oneskein is my go-to book. Each project can be completed quickly and requires only one skein of yarn. I love that there is an entire book devoted to using one skein of yarn because we knitters all have plenty of those lying around! I’ve made the baby hat and the felted bowls many times over the years to give as gifts. And one day, with all my scraps, I will finish the Labyrinth Circle Rug.
Yoshi’s Wooly World is an adorable, family-friendly video game for the Wii-U where everything is made out of yarn, string, buttons and other sewing materials. I can’t describe it any better than it describes itself:
“Yarn, buttons and other materials combine into fantastical stages for two players to explore as yarn Yoshis. Discover what Yoshi can do by tying enemies in yarn, weaving woolly platforms, or tugging on stray yarn to unravel walls and reveal hidden areas and goodies.Transform into a motorcycle or even become a giant! Toss yarn balls to knit together background elements or tie-up enemies.Tangle, pull, and stitch to explore a wild, woolly world.”
Come spring, the Maine Fiber Frolic at the Windsor Fairgrounds is an amazing Maine-centric mini Common Ground Fair for fiber producers of the two- and four-legged kind and lovers of all things fiber.
And most importantly, fiber—its production, processing, tourism and retailing—is a big engine for the Maine economy, so I love to support fiber arts by shopping at local yarn stores in Portland and communities around Maine.
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I love color. I love texture. I love making practical things out of whimsy and wool.
My mother taught me to knit when I was 5. Knitting was a diversionary tactic deployed when I was at my most “there’s nothing to do…” whiny-annoying, a mother-approved way to spend time with dangerous pointy objects and soft yarn, making wavy-edged serpents of uneven character. In my teens I started knitting in earnest, making things that could be worn or snuggled under. That’s when I stumbled upon a book by Elizabeth Zimmermann, Knitting Without Tears.It introduces Elizabeth in her own words, on her own terms, a blunt pseudo-curmudgeon’s insights rendered in no-nonsense prose. Her rules for the craft are rigid only in her insistence on flexibility. “Of course I am speaking entirely for myself,” she says after firmly asserting how things should work, “if you have valid reason to do otherwise, it’s up to you.” Incoming advice in all areas of life should be so plainly labelled. There are some patterns and practical advice, but it is her attitude that sells it. I love this book.
Continuing my trip back through the misty past, I see an Alice and Jerry Basic Reading Program book, my 4th grade reading text with the happy title Singing Wheels. Its story of pioneer life struck a chord, surprising me by tapping into my creative core. In my memory, the chapter titled “Indigo Blue” begins with of a big bubbling dye pot and culminates in a warm blue cloak; it kicked off my fascination with spinning, dyeing and weaving. (The chapter about slaughtering a pig led to vegetarianism, but that’s another story.)
It took me awhile to jump into the world of wheels and what all, but there were a lot of books to keep me afloat until I was ready and to guide me after I leaped. Among my current favorites: Color in Spinning by Deb Menz feeds the technical appetite for doing things properly in equal measure with the emotional and aesthetic urge to make real the rich colors that live inside our heads and hearts. Carding and combing techniques, color mixing, dyeing methods, spinning with hand spindles and wheels… Menz skillfully blends science with art, and provides a valuable tool for producing the predictable as well as the unexpected. I heartily recommend it to spur your imagination and kick you into gear.
If the idea of weaving floats your boat, point your pick-up stick to The Weaver’s Idea Book: Creative Cloth on a Rigid-Heddle Loom by Jane Patrick. It has inspired me to make honest-to-goodness blankets, for heaven’s sake, full of weft floats and warp floats and colors that shriek at each other and meld into beauty, warming me when I’m cold and easing me into textured dreams come nap time… all this from a deceptively simple loom that hangs on my wall when not in use. Patrick has created a tell-all book that gets you from point A to point Z in no time flat.
It’s quite a rabbit hole, this fiber arts thing is, but I bet it’s a soft landing if you ever reach the bottom. I wouldn’t know, though; I’m still in free-fall.
I also connected with a more recent publication, Sewing Happiness: A Year of Simple Projects for Living Well by Sanae Ishida which is part memoir, part sewing book. Among the 20 seasonal based projects is a well documented tutorial for sashiko (a decorative reinforcement embroidery), but more importantly her story is a reminder of how the act of making can heal us. Which leads me to recommend a book currently tagged in my “for later” shelf, Why We Make Things and Why it Matters which looks to be a good read on how making brings meaning into our lives.
Hope you’ve enjoyed this foray into fiber! For a look at books mentioned in our catalog, as well as a few more recent and classic fiber arts finds, check out the booklist “Wool and Wonder: Fabulous Fiber Arts.”
PPL reference staff member Nate Mosseau takes us on a literary journey through the complex and diverse literary traditions and styles often reduced to the term “African Literature.” This first installation in the series explores New Nigerian writings.
Where has the idea of a singular “African Literature”—literature from authors in 54 countries, and composed in thousands of indigenous languages—come from? I’d say this broad categorization (which I resist) stems from a combination of limited publicity, publishers, and attention. Though most of the continent, through exposure to colonial occupation, does share some set of modern historical similarities, I believe the idea of an overarching “African” literature fails to acknowledge the diversity of experiences which have influenced particular writers and works of writing produced on the continent. Categorization on a continental scale is both assuring and simplistic. In the west our exposure to the continent, home to more than 1 billion people, is still too often reduced to media images of starving children and aging dictators. In writing this blog, it’s my hope to explore an understanding of Africa as home to an immense diversity of people and experiences and to introduce readers to some of the newer works of literature coming out of the continent.
When I look at my own path toward a more thorough understanding of writing produced on the African continent, I run into a number of influential roadblocks. Firstly, there are simply a limited number of works published by African writers available in the US. This is perhaps a combination of the quantity of work by African authors winding up on publisher’s desks as well as the audience of readers in the English speaking world. Another factor which impacts access to works of African literature is translation. Translation is a challenging and time consuming endeavor, and unfortunately a large number of books are only ever published in a single language, thus limiting the access of readers to works written in languages they are not fluent in. Access for English readers, and access for readers of other widely spoken and published languages to works produced on the African continent is aided by the continued influence of colonial languages in most African states. Many African authors write in French, Arabic, or English. Some authors however, such as Ngugi wa’Thiongo, have rejected the use of colonial languages, arguing English lacks the vocabulary for the storytelling he aspires to. I feel the realities of the publishing industry, the incongruity of colonial languages with the lived sociopolitical realities of a particular population and geography, the number of translators working on pieces written in indigenous African languages, and the limited history and influence of written literature in parts of the African continent should all be considered when approaching the topic of “African Literature.”
Why am I so interested? I believe literature is an effective tool for critiquing and engaging with one’s lived reality. A work such as Upton Sinclair’s The Jungle, though a fictionalized account, was hugely impactful in changing working conditions across the US. Many of the works I will review in this blog offer critiques of current socio-political realities in different African countries. Some are overt, others more nuanced. In this vein, literary works offer a unique vantage point to explore the emotions coursing through a place and a time. This is a facet of literature I particularly enjoy, as it allows the reader a sort of insider’s tour minus the baggage, both literal and figurative, often associated with being a tourist. Many of the works included in the forthcoming posts are set in some of the largest cities on the African continent. This often makes for a particularly exciting background, as these cities are so unlike those found in the States or Western Europe. Urban areas undergoing massive population growth over such a short period of time are faced with immense and novel challenges which are often met with equally novel solutions. I find the way this ongoing relationship between population and area is written about to be particularly engaging, be it the description of an okada ride across Lagos or the convergence of Chinese business people, European aid workers and locals at a bar in Lubumbashi.
In these blog posts I’ll work to spark interest in works, authors, and places previously overlooked by many readers; I will attempt to highlight new works, especially those experimenting with unique narrative and storytelling techniques; and I will attempt to add nuance and depth to the broad category of “African Literature.”
Issue #1: New Nigeria
Beginning with the publication of Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe in 1958, Nigerian authors have been repeatedly well-received by western audiences and publishers. The first Nobel prize winner from the African continent, Wole Sonyika, called Nigeria home. Ben Okri and Ken Saro-Wiwa also hailed from Nigeria. More recently Chimimanda Ngozi Adichie and Teju Cole have produced literary works to widespread acclaim.
Aside from the aforementioned heavyweights, Nigeria hosts a burgeoning literary scene. Writers hailing from Port Harcourt in the southeast to Lagos in the southwest are publishing short stories and novels that stand alone as powerful portraits of life, but also acquire added depth and poignancy through their exploration of a nation-state undergoing substantial economic, religious, and geopolitical changes. These books also challenge conceptions of what a novel is, experimenting with the inclusion of Twitter feeds and emails to better incorporate our current forms of communication within their stories. What does it mean to come of age in the largest city of the most populous country with the largest economy in Africa? What sort of stresses are exerted on a Port Harcourt family after the disappearance of their oldest child during anti-government protests following the government’s execution of noted Rivers State environmentalists? Why would aliens choose Lagos as their first contact point with Earth? How are members of the LGBTQ community treated in Nigeria? These are just a few of the questions examined by some of Nigeria’s newest authors of note.
Set in present day Lagos, this bitingly satirical novel begins with protagonist Furo awaking in his childhood bedroom to find overnight his skin has turned white. Thus he embarks on a journey which takes him across Nigeria’s premier city where he must grapple with obstacles ranging from inflated transportation costs as a result of his new pigmentation, to his attempts at leaving his old life, and all the friends and family associated with it, behind. In this way Barret highlights for the reader the multiple ecosystems existing simultaneously within the municipality of Lagos. Each neighborhood he visits offers Furo a new Lagosian experience, enlightening him to the diversity of the city’s cast of characters. Along the way he is brought into contact with a set of housewives living in Lagos’s ritzy Victoria Garden City, each the mother of a biracial child and living off the largess of expats from around the world. Furo also runs into the author, who makes multiple cameo appearances throughout the book during which he presents as both male and female, among a variety of equally thought-provoking instances of social commentary. Furo’s metamorphosis further serves as a powerful way of confronting many of the racial biases apparent within Nigeria’s social and political hierarchies, as the impact of his new skin color is considered throughout the story by both the main character and those he interacts with along the way. A truly entertaining and poignant tale.
Another novel which employs Lagos as its backdrop is Nnedi Okorafor’s newest Sci-Fi offering, Lagoon. In this story alien beings make first contact with planet Earth in Lagos. A mysterious force draws the story’s three protagonists, Agu, Anthony, and Adoara, to the lagoon located to the city’s north and west where the alien ship has landed. Upon making contact with Ayodele, the alien’s spokesperson, the three main characters are thrust into a journey which has them fighting to unite the populations of Lagos and greater Nigeria in an attempt to show Earth’s new visitors that the human race is worth saving. We learn along the way that the aliens possess the ability to inhabit any living form they come into contact with. Why Lagos? It seems to offer us both the best and worst in humanity, from charlatan evangelical preachers to heartbreakingly earnest soldiers and everyone in between. Okorafor makes an Atwoodesque plea for the biological beings of Earth who lack vocal chords by highlighting the alien invaders’ interests in Earth’s nonhuman life. The author grants trees, vines, bats, marlins and more the agency to act upon desires previously inhibited by human interference and supremacy. Many of my favorite parts of this book are found in Okorafor’s forays into the lives of tertiary characters. We are introduced to an evangelical preacher, bent on converting Earth’s newest inhabitants to the ways of Jesus Christ, LGBTQ advocates who see the aliens as potential powerful allies based on their ability to change forms and exist as both male and female genders, and young men who spend much of their days sending out 419 email scams. By positing bits of Lagos throughout Lagoon, these descriptions add layers of depth to an already enthralling story.
Departing from Lagos, Jowhor Ile’s premier novel finds us in and around Port Harcourt, the capital of Nigeria’s Rivers State. Rivers State is home to the majority of Nigeria’s oil reserves, resulting in an often contemptuous relationship between provincial and national government actors. Port Harcourt also played a prominent role as the capital of the short-lived Biafran state during Nigeria’s Biafran War, which took place between 1967 and 1970. The impetus for the story is the disappearance of the oldest son of the Utu family in 1995, a time of intense civil unrest in southeastern Nigeria following the execution of Ken Saro-Wiwa and 8 other environmental activists from the area by the military dictator Sani Abacha. Ile uses a series of flashbacks to illuminate the both recent history of Rivers State and Port Harcourt and the more intimate history of the Utu family. And After Many Days skillfully depicts the influence of multinational energy corporations through a series of tense and divisive community meetings. The gap between urban and rural life is illustrated in the retelling of vacations taken to the Utu’s familial village. Ile’s prose reveals both his intense thoughtfulness and artistry. Passages blend together across time and space, creating a matryoshka-like story within a story within a story as the author lays out his tale through multiple intertwined recollections. Part of what I enjoyed so much about this novel were Ile’s depictions of various Rivers State citizens’ conflicts with the Nigerian federal government. These interactions serve to highlight the challenges of existing in a resource-rich area within a country run by a less than benevolent government.
I believe that by better understanding the context in which a piece of literature was conceived of and produced in, we as readers are better able to appreciate said work. It is my hope that this blog post, by attempting to examine through the work of Nigerian authors some of what it means to be Nigerian in the present day, helped to highlight some of the dissonance within the idea of a singular “African Literature.” The characters, genres, and storytelling techniques apparent in the novels reviewed above are illustrative of the diversity and nuance found in writing throughout the African continent. In the coming months I will continue to review literature from a variety of African countries in the hopes of continuing this discussion.
This month I could not decide on just one book. Marching for Freedom: Walk Together, Children, and Don’t You Grow Weary, by Elizabeth Partridge and We’ve Got A Job: The 1963 Birmingham Children’s March, by Cynthia Levison, work together to tell the story of young peoples’ role in the civil rights movement in America. Both Levison and Partridge use photographs, quotes and original text to show how children stood up alongside, and sometimes in the place of, adults. Children stood up to brutality and hatred with peace and perseverance. Many were beaten and jailed and came back the next day to march again. In times of unrest, children show a keen sense of justice. Both these books do justice to the sacrifices and contributions of countless children. Read them together or by themselves, and share them with the young people in your lives, as beacons of hope and inspiration.
Author Nick Ripatrazone recently recalled some sage advice, given to him by a writing professor when he was worrying over writing. His teacher wrote to him, simply: Worrying isn’t work. This advice—I note a little ruefully, thinking of some recent worry-warted days—seems widely applicable, above and beyond a writing life. Even just shovel your neighbor’s driveway, a friend said the other day, and chat with them this winter. The spectrum for good and thoughtful work, for reaching out, happily, is huge. You can go small. You can go really, really big. I’d love to shout out to the Maine Public Radio’s Voices of Giving series this month, which has been warming my commute with wonderful stories of local people helping out others here in Maine- seeing a need and working to fill that need. And from the library’s collections? I’ll pick Rad American Women A-Z: Rebels, Trailblazers, and Visionaries who Shaped Our History…and Our Future! This beautiful book is powerful and inspiring. Written for youth, featuring brief bios of “agents of change of all kinds,” it shares an alphabet of awesome women who have worked hard in our country. The cut-paper illustrations by Miriam Klein Stahl are bold and active, and each woman—activists, artists, authors, such as Dolores Huerta, Wilma Mankiller, Kate Bornstein, Maya Lin—shines on her page in brilliant black lines and rich color. All the reviewers seem to like the entry for the letter “X,” and I do, too. (See book for details). I plan to pick up a copy of Rad American Women A-Z for my nephews this winter; I’m gladdened by the thought of them growing up in a world where their E stands for Ella Baker, their P for Patti Smith, and their Z for Zora Neale Hurston.
I think one of the most heartening things we can do when our future is uncertain and precarious is to take a moment to engage with our past. These documentaries both serve as necessary reminders of the collective power of people and the incredible potential of strong, united communities. Angela Davis’s words ring especially true these days: Freedom is a constant struggle.
The documentary Lizzie Velasquez: A Brave Heart is the story of Lizzie Velasquez, a motivational speaker and anti-bullying activist. The documentary begins with Lizzie reflecting on her childhood. Lizzie was born with a rare disorder that makes her unable to gain weight. Growing up Lizzie experienced bullying for looking different. She struggled to fit in, but eventually won over many of her classmates. She became an active member of her school. Her life seemed to improve, but then in high school she discovered a terrible YouTube video that would change her life. Someone created a video with Lizzie’s picture titled “World’s Ugliest Woman.” It was filled with hateful comments. Lizzie was devastated, but with the love and support of her family she decided to start speaking out against bullying. The film discusses her journey to becoming a motivational speaker and anti-bullying activist, and then ends with Lizzie traveling to Washington DC to lobby for anti-bullying legislation. The documentary is inspirational, and shows how one person can take personal heartache and turn it into the strength and courage to fight bullying, and to change the world for the better.
“Each of us is more than the worst thing we’ve ever done.”
After reading an interview with Bryan Stevenson in the New Yorker I decided to finally read Just Mercy: A Story of Justice and Redemption, which had been sitting on my nightstand for months. (The thing with buying a book is that there is no due date, so those book languish more than my library books).
Once I started Just Mercy, I couldn’t put it down. Stevenson is an incredible civil rights lawyer but also an incredible writer. He is able to tell these true stories from his clients, all them heart-wrenching, with grace. The stories about children on death row were the hardest to read. Antonio Nuñez, for instance, became the only child in the country known to be sentenced to die in prison for his involvement, at age 14, in a single incident where no one was injured. The collection is an inspiring argument for compassion in the pursuit of justice.
Stevenson was a young lawyer when he founded the Equal Justice Initiative, a legal practice dedicated to defending those most desperate and in need: the poor, the wrongly condemned, and women and children. One of his first cases was that of Walter McMillian, a young man who was sentenced to die for a notorious murder he didn’t commit. The book alternates chapters between Walter’s case and several of Stevenson’s other prominent cases. It highlights his personal journey, but at its heart it is about the flaws in America’s criminal justice system.
This is an important work which recommended for any individual concerned with the concepts of justice, compassion, and mercy. If you read Just Mercy and want more by Stevenson, you could watch his Ted Talk or learn more about the work he does with the Equal Justice Initiative.
As founder of The GW Lincoln Society, I think it especially fitting to share the wise words of President Lincoln this month, since he is largely responsible for instituting a nation-wide day of Thanksgiving, which, 153 years after his proclamation, we will celebrate once again this week.
Take time with his words and the story of his life. They will give you hope and inspiration. They will remind you of the power of principle, sacrifice and perseverance.
I close with the lyrical coda of his first Inaugural Address:
“We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.”
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