Have you ever looked at an item and wondered where has it has been? How far did it travel and who touched it? Who made it? Was it a person or machine?
This sweater I know exactly where it has been. The animal that grew the fiber is here, eating the grass here and breathing this air. All of the circumstances of the year before this wool was harvested and morphed into this sheep's miraculous fleece.
From there every step of the sheep's wool was curated by hand into yarn. No machines or mass production assembly line. Every step of my garment was skillfully planed and nurtured. As meditatively beneficial for the crafter as the beholder. Its like my sweater has a soul, and it is loved. A living Art.