I am smart, beautiful, passionate and successful.  I get inspired and creative just thinking about a new knitting or crochet project.  I love to knit and crochet but I like other crafts as well, like cross-stitching, macramé, painting (stencilling) and jewellery making.

I was taught to crochet at a very early age probably around six or seven. Twice a week my mother would send me to a neighbour who lived a couple houses down the street.  I remember her saying, "I want you to learn from Mrs. Matthews, she will teach you from the book." I must say Mrs. Matthews taught me from the book and since that time I have been able to read and carry out the instructions contained in patterns. This holds true for knitting, crocheting, macramé and sewing patterns, just to name a few.

I was born Dylana Geraldine Morrison  to Belizean parents in Vancouver, BC, Canada and raised in Belize, Central America. I was exposed to quite a lot of different cultures and people groups.   I remember in Belize there was quite an assortment of colourful cotton thread and very expensive patterns available to crochet doilies, tablecloths, etc. There was no great quantities of yarn and I don’t remember seeing anyone around me knitting. I guess due to the tropical climate it was not very feasible to knit sweaters.

I returned to Canada in 1984 not knowing how to knit but was fascinated with the books, magazines and yarns that were available to me, I bought my first knitting book and taught myself to knit within the first month after arriving. I went crazy and bought lots of books, magazines and yarns. By the time my daughter was born in 1986 I had knitted at least seven or eight sweaters and crocheted a couple afghans and pillows to match. 

Knitting is my passion and although I love to knit I love to teach this art even more.  I  teach knitting and crocheting every chance I get.

I make everything with LOVE and with every PINK sale, I donate10% of the proceeds to the Princess Margaret Foundation to help in the fight against cancer.

 

“When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we took so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened up for us”
- Helen Keller