Stop the Irony, Generation Why Not

My little heart is bursting with joy…there are now 6 people in my amigurumi ning. One just shared her story in a blog post and got right down to the heart of it: there is something wonderful about creating something with your two hands.

Anyway, I wanted to write about irony today. I’m sick of irony. I’m sick of the effect it’s had on our culture. There is no genuine art anymore. There’s a sick sense of irony in everything kids these days are creating. And despair. Come on now. Maybe that’s why kitsch is so comforting to me. I don’t think anyone in this world has let herself be happy since 1942. That was a random year I chose. This generation is so, so, so afraid of enjoying what they enjoy. Or is it just me? Or are we all kidding ourselves? So much worry if something will sell or if something’s “good” enough.

I got in an argument with a classmate in 2007 about art. This student said he’d never want his art sold in Meijer or Walmart. He’d want it in a proper gallery and sold for a decent price there. My argument was,  how is that his choice at all? And what difference does it make? You can try to sell your art in a certain place to certain people but you have no control over what people will enjoy, or how much they’ll pay you for it. Unless you tell them it’s cool to enjoy it. That’s how hipster happened. The end.

An artwork that may change your life (see blog) could be in a Walmart in Kansas. Or in a gallery in downtown Chicago. Let’s get really po-mo and pretend that there is no difference between these places. That the location of the art has nothing to do with its quality. Look at the piece for what it is at that moment. It’s really hard to do. Especially among photos of the Eiffel Tower in Target.

A little off-topic from irony. But not really. My point is that I don’t think this generation was meant to be cynical and I think we’re moving toward a new, idealistic, optimistic revolution.

Led by Andrew WK.

Amigurumi. Crocheted Stuffed Toys.

Amigurumi is quite the microtrend. Unlikely for me. I used to hate any trend that tried to make crochet or knitting “cool” again. Like those atrocious scarves that were all furry and scratchy. Ick. Anything that’s well done is nice, and you are the coolest person if you can knit a nice-looking scarf.

Anyway. Amigurumi creatures take about 2 or 3 hours to make. I didn’t even know how to crochet, and still don’t know how to crochet a scarf or anything that requires squares. I learned from a YouTube video how to crochet a ball, and the rest is history. YES I’m 22. I had an amigurumi apple, snowman, chick, and meatwad on my desk all semester at Hope College. My roommates were likely weirded oooouuuut. They were juniors and I was a senior. They were so eager to be mature, especially the one getting married.

I can’t seem to choose hobbies that are normal. Every hobby I pick up alienates me more from everyone else. Bluegrass? Amigurumi? Knitting? I was in knitting club at Hope. Last semester we met in a very public lounge where people would walk through to get to the snack bar or the ATM. We had a lot of sneers, rude comments, and weird looks. Dear me. For a college that celebrates spring by pushing each other in shopping carts around campus, and getting all emotional over a tug-of-war, they were sooo judgmental about a productive and age-old craft such as knitting.

What is up with people? So quick to call people weird. To question what people are doing. It’s not going to stop us weirdies. It’s just annoying. They look at us strangely for knitting and then turn around and read Twilight? A series about vampires? College girls watching High School Musical? Do these people really have anything on us?

But anyway, I know somewhere over the Rainbow, or across Lake Michigan, there are cities with hip 20-something women going to amigurumi classes and making their own greeting cards and buying vintage clothes simply because they like them, not to be “indie” or hipster. Life. There’s so much you can do. You can make curtains out of sheets. You can write a blog. You can write! You can learn to crochet from YouTube. What a world, what a world.

I made a frickin’ owl out of some yarn and polyester fiber fill. What did you ever do?

Owl.

I pretty much copied the owl from Amigurumi World even though I’d love to own that book and I don’t. I still don’t know how to follow patterns, I just kind of wing it. Sorry for the pun!

MeatwadThis is a cartoon character, if you’re wondering why I made this weird ball-dude.

Amigurumi PenguinThis is Tacky Kitsch the Penguin. He’s missing a wing. I cut them out of felt and have yet to sew the other one on. I’ve been using black round beads for eyes but apparently you can buy eyes that snap on and are only half-spheres online. These would work a lot better, since this poor penguin has kind of bug-eyes.  If you want a free pattern for a legitimate penguin, go here.

For more of my projects and patterns, visit my Craft Site!