Spring! Hey, Spring? Where aaaaaaare yooooooooou? No matter how much we wave our fists at the grey and gloomy sky this year, Spring doesn’t seem to be visiting us any time soon. Knit the City’s Deadly Knitshade and The Fastener decided if Spring wasn’t going to come to London then we were just going to have to make our own Spring.Read More
On London’s lazy river lies an art museum known worldwide, That houses art of many kinds Including Waterhouse’s pride The Lady of Shalott. To Tate the sneaky stitchers lope, Taking a single knitted rope, To weave it into what they hope, Shows traces of Shalott. Inside the quiet gallery, They tame the cord for all to see, And turn it into poetry, Pinched from the fair Shalott. And up and down the people go, While there a woolly lily grows, With soft blue water down below, Its roots grown from Shalott. Four fibrous woolly handmade towers, Conjured up by knitting powers, To show...Read More
Join Knit the City for our latest ‘Permission to Yarnstorm’ installation ‘Half Sick of Stitching’ at Tate Britain. For one day only we join the Punchdrunk Enrichment and a gaggle of amazing artists for the Tate Loud event on September 22nd from 12-5pm.
Free Weave a Woolly Web Workshop with Deadly Knitshade all day too. Exciting!Read More
A giant woolly knitted monster has been released in London and you have a whole month to find him. Meet Dial M for Monster, or Muncher for short.Read More
when the Knit Signal shone on the skies above Soho, the KTC Yarn Corps: Deadly Knitshade, Shorn-a the Dead, The Fastener and Lady Loop, leapt into the Knitmobile and faster than a stitched speeding bullet hotfooted it our book launch.Read More
What happens when one of London’s most famous art museums invites two of London’s most infamous sneaky stitchers through the doors and lets them bring the yarnstorm with them? Simple really. We took the art world and our world of woolly mischief and squished them together. Deadly Knitshade and The Fastener yarnstormed Tate Britain in arty style… The Fastener conjured up colours from the Tate’s collection. All that painty potential squeezed into tiny tubes ready to break free and run riot on the canvas, patiently waiting to be dabbed onto the end of a brush and turned...Read More