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Fiber Friday

So, I heard there was a new Star Wars film coming out today. As I'm writing this, it's around 6 A.M. EST meaning there have been at least two showings at most movie theaters here. I'm as much excited to see the film as anyone else, though I haven't bought any tickets yet.

Still, films, especially the geeky films tend to be my favorite genre. I like historical and I like mysteries, but science fiction and fantasy, well - they have special places in my heart, and not just because I enjoy the genres (which, I do).

I first noticed the beauty of fiber arts in films with the Lord of the Rings Trilogy. At college, my friends and I discussed the fashion as well as the plot lines. Personally, while I loved the look of Arwen's and Galadriel's gowns it was Eowyn's clothes I felt the most practical.

Not long after LOTR was released, the Harry Potter series began, and whereas LOTR had woven items (seriously, look into the elven cloaks Frodo and Sam wear throughout the series, the story is cool), it was Harry Potter's knitted world that also intrigued me. Charmed Knits* was the first book I found focused solely on reconstructing projects from films.

Knitting is the most common form geeks and nerds have to express their inner creativity. Knitting Wizadry is another book, which I haven't had the chance to read, but my quick glance through left me intrigued.

As I said before, I like historical fiction as well, and who better than Jane Austen to provide beautiful details of knitted items. During Austen's time period, handwoven fabric was quickly being replaced by machine woven fabric. This is the age of the Luddites after all. Knitting, on the other hand, had become the rage among all classes, and the items women produced ranged from mundane socks to beautiful lace shawls. The Best of Jane Austen Knits by Interweave Press is a compilation of their semi-annually Jane Austen Knits magazine.

It isn't just films which intrigue me. Books rarely mention handweaving, knitting is a little more common, but still remains sadly underrepresented, but in television there is a myriad of inspiration from Doctor Who to Sherlock to Downton Abbey to various and sundry anime shows, cool fiber related items are there just waiting to be discovered.

Alas, there are few books focused on the handwoven aspect of various items, though the handwoven fabric are visible. I haven't quite decided if it's the geek which brings out the handwoven or knitted fabric, or if it's certain cultures, but I do enjoy looking for inspiration among the geeks and nerds.

* I receive compensation for clicks to Jane Austen and Knitting Wizadry for each time someone clicks to Amazon. Charmed Knits does not provide any compensation.


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