The minute we booked our holiday in January this year, I knew that I simply had to bomb something of the yarn-happy and cheery kind in Barcelona. I felt a strong sense of compulsion to do this in a foreign city, leave a little graffiti of the yarn variety behind to say "Penny was here" without damaging or offending a beautiful place!
Because we decided to only take hand luggage and to challenge ourselves with travelling lightly, I could only squeeze a couple of leftover balls from previous projects into my bag and one crochet hook which I was prepared to loose if flight security decided it needed to be removed.
I chose this yellow rowan tweedy yarn and some left over greeny coloured Noro sock yarn because I wasn't taking a pattern with me and thought I'd be able to make up a flower and leaves type posy for bombing in a square somewhere.
On coming back from the Picasso museum (which is free from 3pm onwards on the first Sunday of the month and definitely well worth a visit) I said to Andy and Alice that it was time. Time for mama to take her flower and attach it to somewhere perfect to hopefully make people smile. So, I wandered off on my own on last Sunday evening to this square, just off Las Rambalas past a few cafes and a few drunk students to find the perfect spot.
To say my heart was beating faster is no lie, I wandered how the city might receive my little creative gift?
The square was perfect I felt, it had a little playground with laughing children and happy relaxed parents, a few terraced cafes and an ice-cream parlour, some shady trees and benches for resting and chatting (oh and the statue seen in the above photo).
And, so I found a couple of single seated benches facing each other and started bombing by stitching my flower to the fence.
With a secret kind of triumph I walked away to get myself a cool drink and see if anyone noticed it in the next few minutes of me hovering in the square.
Literally within a couple of minutes and much to my delight I spied these two ladies sitting down chatting to each other and actually pointing at the flower (!!!) and then getting on using their phones. I was a bit naughty to zoom in taking this pic but I was so chuffed that it had been noticed within minutes of being bombed ha ha!
Viva yarn bombing in foreign places.
How about you, have you ever yarn bombed?
At home or in a foreign place? Do tell.
I have a feeling that this adrenaline rush could possibly become addictive, oh dear.
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