Woolly Owools: Knit the City yarnstorms Ted Baker
The owools are coming! The owools are coming! Knit the City scattered a whole parliament of owls around Leeds and they didn’t give a hoot who knew it.
Blooming Brixton: yarnstorming South London
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.
Free workshop: Half Sick of Stitching at Tate Loud
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!
The Great British Button Biathlon
Challenging themselves, and the world of craft graffiti, today London’s Knit the City aim to continue in their quest to break graffiti craft expectations, achieve a new personal best and get away with a bit of graffiti in an area of London stuffed full of security. Eek!
Parliament Square Phone Box Cosy: The Revenge
There is one thing that Knit the City are definite about. It is our golden rule. We will NEVER do another Phone Box Cosy. No. We won’t! Nope. You can’t make us! Uh uh! NO! NO! NO!
Oh go on then…
Yarnstorm the Sixteenth: Stitched Street Art Show
What’s a typical graffiti yarnstorming day like for the ladies of the sneaky stitching Knit the City yarn corps? Now there’s a question. It involves sneaky stitching and the great outdoors, but without a plan this one was going to be interesting…
Permission to Yarnstorm: Handmade Heroes! The Knit the City Book Launch
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.
Yarnstorm the Fourteenth: Bobbing Bear-lin Luftballons
Once upon a time there were four sneaky stitchers who lived in a secret wool-lined Bunker in the heart of the ancient city of London. There they knit and crocheted and made magic with their needles which they sent out into the world to seek its fortune.
Permission to yarnstorm: Kirby’s Epic Yarnstorm
When the world’s most famous computer game company loses one of their best-loved characters in a giant magic sock there are very few people who they can call for help. We were armed to the teeth with sharpened needles and were on our way…
Yarnstorm the Thirteenth: Hubbub of Hearts
Love. It’s squishy. It’s smooshy. It’s warm and cuddly. And today it’s made from wool.
In honour of the day of mushy love that is Valentine’s Day the Knit the City Yarn Corps brought a world of woolly yarnstorming love to the people of Piccadilly Circus.
Permission to yarnstorm: Knit the City knit John Smedley
It was an unlikely match: one of Britain’s oldest knitwear designers (they’ve been making trendy knits for over 200 years) and one of London’s sneakiest stitching crews. But when John Smedley invited the Knit the City Yarn Corps to show a little of their history in graffiti knitted form we were wooed by just how much history they had.
Yarnstorm the Ninth: Wall of Wonderland
The Yarn Corps were beginning to get very tired of sitting on the South Bank, and of having nothing to do.
They were considering (as well as they could, for the hot day made them feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of knitting something sneaky would be worth the trouble of getting up and finding the yarn, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by them.
Yarnstorm the Sixth: Oranges and Lemons Odyssey
Knit the City’s six-hour yarnstorm to the tune of one of London’s oldest nursery rhymes. Grab your citrus fruit and join us!
Yarnstorm the Fifth: Memorial of Melancholy
In the dark and dingy depths of the Leake Street tunnel we, the Knit the City Yarn Corps, lost our Web of Woe not 24 hours after it was so carefully installed.
When the wounds were less fresh and the scars were beginning to heal four brave members of the Yarn Corps returned to the site to remember. For the remaining two it was still too painful.
Yarnstorm the Fourth: Web of Woe
WARNING: Some of the scenes from this yarnstorm may cause distress. Pregnant women and those with heart conditions should consult a doctor before viewing. Proceed with caution.
Yarnstorm the Third: the Phonebox Cosy
Cor blimey, guvnor. Some cheeky little blighters’ve yarnstormed me dog and bone.
Yarnstorm the Second: The Yarnstorming of Covent Garden
Four members of the Yarn Corps converged in the corner of one of London’s oldest market squares, where Roman knitters once stitched their stolas and togaed stallholders touted their wares, and brought the yarnstorm to a humble wooden barrier as the tourists flowed by.
Yarnstorm the First: South Bank boot camp
Knit the City’s Knit Corps weren’t always of tight-knit band of guerrilla knitters. They were lone woolly wolves, going about their yarnbombing in their own style and stitches. Some of them didn’t even know they has it in them to take their knits to the streets.