Wednesday, October 27, 2021 at 9:15 AM
Found a New Hobby (or:A Hobby for All Seasons) In the summer of 2016, Ms. Pohl took a trip to Werder Island
and hoped to find inspiration for her book “The Adventures of Moppel and Mücke in and around Werder,” which
she was currently writing. There she stood in front of the open door of a
shop that had the words “Crazy Shoes” on the window.
Curious, she looked inside and saw
checked, striped, and polka-dotted shoes with round, triangular, and
even crooked-looking heels. They were displayed on old fruit crates,
milk cans, and even on a huge cat tree.
Everything here really did look a little crazy. Then she discovered
the ceiling lights, made up of many green glass bottles, and
at the sight of them an idea for the book came to her. The clumsy Mücke
would unfortunately burn her wing on one of these original lamps
during her outing. After a brief chat with the
saleswoman, she went on her way. A few weeks later she was back in the shop with printed books in her hands and asked her,
as agreed, to offer them for sale. On the Internet (crazypatterns) there would be a pattern for crocheting the main characters, Mücke and Moppel, who
is a frog. Perhaps she knew someone who enjoys this
craft. The shop owner, my sister
Verena, called me and asked whether I could crochet. She wanted to put
Moppel in the shop window as advertising. My answer was an
absolute no. I like crafting, knit a little, paint by
numbers, do puzzles now and then, but crochet? No way. While shopping at the discount store, I came across a book called “Crochet for Beginners”—coincidence or fate? It was
very inexpensive, piqued my curiosity, so I took it with me. I bought
crochet hooks, yarn, and after a few days of learning, also this
crochet pattern. My sister was thrilled; I still wasn’t. With
the help of the reading material and videos, which you can find in abundance
online, I taught myself to crochet. In between, I had to
undo my work, read up first, and start again. Despite
everything, I enjoyed it, because at first you can’t even tell what
it will become. Anyone who thinks it’s no big deal to
forget a stitch now and then is very much mistaken. A horse can very quickly turn into a unicorn, or vice versa. About three weeks later, the green frog with a thick white belly, red
overalls, and an impressive height of 54 cm came into the
world. Mücke was added later too. Of course, she got a place
on the bottle lamp in the shop. The author, Ms. Pohl,
was so delighted that she presented me with a signed copy of the book.
Today, after three years, I realize: These
two crochet patterns are the most difficult ones I have ever held in my
hands. That interest turned into a hobby, yes, almost an addiction; I have made countless amigurumi—that is what
crocheted figures or animals are called. The side effect: I’m more balanced, I don’t brood as much, and my husband has
peace and quiet, because counting stitches and chatting don’t go together. The brain gets
a workout, because I’m constantly confronted with the multiplication tables (
for example, increase every 8th stitch or decrease every 2nd). I have a big imagination, so I have already designed my own figures too. For
stuffing handmade projects there is special fiberfill or batting.
Pet owners whose dogs or
cats regularly
tear plush toys to shreds know what I’m talking about. When my nephew had gotten his diving certification, I had the idea to crochet a golden treasure chest
with a diver sitting on it, of course. In the chest there was
some spending money for his hobby. For his buddy’s wedding I got to
design and of course also make a bridal couple. He then
placed them on a cake he had made himself. For
Christmas I make snowmen, Santas, or
penguins, and for Easter, of course, eggs, bunnies, nests, little baskets,
little carrots, and much more. Pittiplatsch and Co. are standing on our
wall unit. My head is practically smoking with ideas. Right now, a
baby doll has been requested and an Easter train is in progress. A locomotive
driven by a bunny, with two wagons
loaded with goodies and decorated with little flowers and carrots.
My love of crafting comes in handy here, because a little
wire and cardboard have to give the yarn its proper shape. I also
accepted the challenge of crocheting a flamingo—oh dear,
what unusually thin legs it has. In summer on the balcony, on
vacation in a beach chair, on a park bench, in
bad weather at home
in the armchair or on the
couch—almost everywhere and at
any time of year I can indulge in my hobby. I also do my part for (the issue of climate change?) climate action
when I go shopping with my crocheted bag, because
plastic bags are
out. Jars, cans,
butter tubs, the cardboard tubes
from toilet paper or kitchen rolls are
crocheted around
and transformed into figures or
containers in such a way that
you can hide a small gift inside
them. The current hit is the sack full of mice. When I go to the theater, I wear my crocheted rings, bracelet,
necklace, and the
handmade handbag. From
the leftover yarn
you could make a knotted rug. But I don’t have the patience for that
, and
I will never make
clothing either. Being able to do everything
is boring.
During fall cleaning, my sister found “Moppel and Mücke” again in the basement, because the shop
“Crazy Shoes” on the island in Werder no longer exists.
“Would you like to have them as a keepsake?” she asked. “Hand them over; I’ll
sell them at the flea market,” I replied. Then, when I was packing flea-market stuff at the
weekend, I pressed the frog tightly to
me and said: “Give you away for peanuts—
never. You are my lucky charm; through you I discovered a wonderful
hobby.” (leave out the following sentence??? Unfortunately, our apartment is very small, but I had an idea that
my husband immediately put into action. Now Moppel and
Mücke are on a pants hanger turned into a seat. It hangs
from our bedroom lamp.