Read Her Story!
Thank you for visiting our webpage. My name is Swaran Dhaliwal and I am the owner of Michigan Fine Yarns. Every person has a history and every business has a story. My life story and my business are born of each other
I am from the north of India where I spent my childhood and formative years growing up on a farm. My mom was the matriarch of a farming family. She spent her time raising the children while spinning, weaving, dyeing and knitting. These are the special memories I carry from my childhood.
As a young adult I left the farm to attend 8 years of college focusing on clothing and textiles.With my secondary education behind me and my degree in hand, I struggled to find passion in the areas of my educational focus. The memories of my childhood were strong. The bond between my mother and myself, my mother and her creativity, there was something going on within me.
I spent a number of years focusing on my family and reenacting in my mind, these childhood visions. I had not ever shown interest in my mothers skills, yet they were like little seeds planted in my memory. My life was full of destiny, yet incomplete.
In 2008, on a whim and not knowing what I would create, I signed a lease on a property in downtown Plymouth, Michigan. I looked around trying to find something in popular American culture that would be of interest. I opened the doors in August 2008 under the name Michigan Custom Boutique. I sold jewelry, handbags and home decor. My mom was living in Canada and would visit often for an extended stay. She still had an amazing love for knitting. I bought her a loveseat for the shop and she would sit under the window enjoying the day’s sunshine. She would knit and I would wait for customers. Oddly, the central focus of our foot traffic into the boutique would be my knitting mother, not my merchandise. People were watching my mom and inquiring about lessons. Mom did not speak English and I did not knit. We could not accommodate the requests.
In March of 2009 I met a business acquaintance named Leslie. Leslie suggested I get my hands on a copy of the book, Vogue Knitting. I didn’t even know what that was but I listened to her. I read that book cover to cover and began to find some common ground between the visions of my youth, my mom on the love-seat, my boutique and my entrepreneurial desires. That June I registered to attend my first Convention of The National Needle Arts and I purchased $15,000.00 of fiber based on color alone. I knew nothing about weights and differences, or about what might sell. I knew so little but I had vision and desire to learn it all.
This is where the story of Michigan Fine Yarns begins. I moved all the jewelry from the front of the store and hung the beautiful fibers in its place. In December I secured the business space right next to my own and broke the wall down to create a larger space. With a building renovation and the tutelage of a knit designer and teacher, my business was going through a metamorphosis and, without me even realizing what was happening, Michigan Fine Yarns was being born. In January 2010 I was learning everything I could about the fiber arts my mother so loved. Mom came for one of visits that April. Unknowingly, it would be her last. This was the first time we truly had the fiber arts in common. I encouraged her to pick out some yarn. She chose 5 skeins of a variegated fingering yarn and began knitting. My mother died the next month having never completed the project that joined our lives together so beautifully.
For awhile I floundered, mourning the loss of my dear mom. I hung her picture in my store and looked at it each day. I knew what I needed to do. As if it were an extension of me, I knew I needed to honor her life by providing a community for knitters. In 2014 I purchased the building where I am today, in Livonia. I knew the only way to survive as a business was to make an investment in a building to call my own. So many of my customers helped me to move my inventory and set up the store. As if my life came full circle, the grand opening on the 5th of September coincided with the day my mother gave birth to me. I began to feel the surge and warmth of the fiber community. I knew I was doing right by my mother and by the community.
"Smiles and laughter
have no language"
- Jaspal K. Bhullar 1932-2010
Today my goal is to provide a community based LYS where everyone is welcome. We do not see race or color or religion or politics. We see the knitter, the weaver, the crocheter, the beginner and the experienced. With my team we are striving to build a business of service and gratitude to honor what knitting meant to my mom. In September 2018 I launched Bibi Yarn, my own line of hand dyed yarn. Marketing and sales are just beginning but this is not the end of the story. Like every human being, my business is always evolving. Come visit us. Stop a moment in the foyer. The picture of my mother and the project she never finished are both displayed there. They’re a reminder of how knitting and the fiber arts heal the soul and a constant reminder that she is the heart of my business.