My earliest memory is living with my brother
and sister in a pile of firewood in the suburbs
of Northern Virginia. We were just four
weeks old. Luckily, a kind animal-lover
discovered us and managed to find homes for
all three of us. My brother Albert went to live
with a veterinarian, my sister Tiamat was
adopted by a surgical assistant, and I found
my way into the home of an animator and his
crochet-crazy wife.
It was she that gave me my love for crochet.
She learned the art from her aunt when she
was twelve years old, and she passed her
skills on to me. Now we spend many an
afternoon crocheting together.