We walked across the street from The De Young Museum and started sewing this yarnbomb on a very nice pole that said Japanese Tea Garden on it. We could hear the fountains splashing and a man playing a guitar.A man went by saying “This is very European” . We were standing in the shrubbery.
A man in a blue truck yelled “Do you have a permit?”
“No’ I said ” We don’t need one” I was thinking -this is streetart, of course we don’t have a permit.He was unhappy. He drove away, we kept sewing.
A young man and his female friend stopped and said “We ‘ve seen your work all over , we really like it”. I was sitting on the ground .They introduced themselves. “What is your name? ” they asked my young associate. A long pause. I held my breath.
“The Russian” she finally said.