woensdag, december 18, 2002

The triangle shawl is moving along. I really have no concept of what the finished size will be. I don't recall from High School how to correctly project that mathematically. (Shh, don't tell Mr. Horn.)

I'm not doing any holiday knitting. I was going to give a sibling some gloves, but considering that their birthday scarf is still sitting around (never came by to pick it up) I don't know if it's worth the effort.

Otherwise, there's not much to report. The head honcho around here gave the whole place the two Mondays off (in addition to the Tues./Weds. we would normally get off for Christmas eve/day and New Year's eve/day) so I'll have a couple of 5 day weekends. Maybe I'll have time to play with the loom - but I doubt it. When my family hears "day off" for some reason they feel "chauffeur" is implied.

In ordering my holiday gifts, I bought a copy of Michael Moore's Stupid White Men for someone. Amazon had a deal on the desk calendar so I got it for myself. I really like my Stupid White Men desk calendar. I'm trying not to read it all at once, although I'm already into March.

Funny, as I was looking up the Amazon links, I typed "Stupid White Men" into the search field. It brought up the book I was looking for, but it also pegged me as someone who might like a Maxim subscription. LOL

woensdag, december 11, 2002


Snake!

I'm the snake print
Doc Marten...
I'm a wild child and I live on the edge baby!

Which Doc Marten are you?
(by *coffeebean*)

woensdag, december 04, 2002

Why do we do projects we don't like? The year before last, I'd knitted 3 triangle shawls. I don't really like them because they're not flattering to my figure (like I really need anything to point to my butt) and I get bored with them way before they're as wide as they need to be. So basically, I don't do them.

So what did I cast on for 2 days ago? A triangle shawl. Damn that Emma. The movie's been playing on cable a lot recently and they're all wearing these shawls of various sizes and constructions. Feh. I've also been wearing one of my cashmere shawls ( Truly Tasha's Shawl) a lot at work, and I want one in a different color ... and not in garter stitch. So I'm knitting a very plain triangle shawl in some black Alpaca/Shetland that's been sitting around for a year or so. I had spun it for a sweater, but I don't think there'll be enough. It's simply stockingette - my lumpy bumpy spinning gives it interest. I may border it with yarn of a different color, depending on how big it is. Basically it's cast on 3, selvedge stitch, yarn over, knit (turn) selvedge stitch, yarn over, purl... ad infinitum, until I run out of yarn (I have a pound and a half). Will I have the patience to finish it, once each row starts taking more than 5 minutes to complete? Only time will tell.

Yes, I could have woven it, but I don't yet have the balls to cut up that much of my handspun, especailly when I'm not totally sure I want a shawl. At least I can rip this out again.

I think I'm having a rediscovery of simplicity. Generally when I used to start a project, I'd come up with a design concept, find some yarn to suit my purpose, look for a stitch pattern or draw one, gauge, etc... Now I just sort of cast on and let the chips fall where they may. Hmm, this could be a sock, or it could be a glove, or it could be a shrug ... we'll see. And I'm not feeling any interest in stitch patterns. Every now and then we all need the mindlessness of stockingette. Sometimes I don't even realize I'm doing it - it's just my hands moving - like people who drum their fingers without noticing. Plus I'm having a "function over form" phase. I don't care what it looks like as long as it does what I need.

And sometimes, simple is best. I saw my plain-old boring cashmere scarf again last night. It's not perfect, but it's still the best thing I've ever woven. So I think it'll be a lot of plain weave and stockingette this season for me.

(It's going to be a long winter and I'm going to go through this every damn time I see it. Someone suggested I should just "borrow" it and not give it back. Not only would I not do that, but I think its owner is particularly fond of it, and not likely to let it out of sight. I can't believe I gave that away. I don't particularly regret it, I just don't believe it. Apparently, that was one hell of a crush.)