Monday, January 16, 2017
Karen working on one of these, I resisted as long as I could (so many other things on the project table) and then I cast on. There is almost nothing better in my life than long stretches of stockinette stitch, with a color change every twenty rows to keep it interesting. You guys, this is what to do when you're stuck in line, a waiting room, a long road trip. I don't know how people who don't knit can stand a long road trip! Before knitting happened to me, all I did in a car was sleep, and then arrive at the distant destination with nap breath and bed hair, but so well rested, just as everyone else was collapsing into bed. I still fall asleep a little bit, but mostly there is knitting, and then I feel like I have something to show for all that sitting in one place all day long. Isabell Kraemer didn't use it so often in her lovely designs, I doubt I would ever have given this yarn a second look. It looks and feels like twine, and the knitted fabric initially looks pretty awful, and you can't help thinking the Holst people must not know what the word "soft" means, but hoo! All votes of confidence are right on, because after a bath and a block--dry in four hours!--it is utterly transformed. It blooms and relaxes and fluffs up into a beautifully wooly and light and (mostly) soft fabric, and I wore it all day yesterday, next to my skin, and it was nice. It isn't Woolfolk (sob, is anything?) but it was perfectly lovely. Also, in that photo up there, see that loop? That is a stitch I dropped on the FIRST ROW, and which I did not notice until I was picking up to knit the neckband, the very last thing I do before blocking. It did not drop down even one row, not in the whole time I was flinging this in and out of a bag, dragging it around the house, hauling it across the country and back, pulling it out from underneath the sleeping Catdog, picking up and knitting one sleeve and then the other, trying it on the dummy to check for fit, and sewing up the sleeve seams. It just sat there, patiently waiting for me to find it.
Friday, January 13, 2017
Thursday, January 5, 2017
KAL project, and knit by me in the very weird and interesting Holstgarn Supersoft. I don't know if you've ever used Supersoft before, but if not, let me just tell you right now that in the skein, it is anything but soft, and it feels like knitting a length of garden twine into a pile of burlap, but the thing about this yarn is that it blooms into a completely different fabric after washing, and unless my swatch is pulling a huge con, this pullover is going to be relatively soft, beautifully fuzzy, and will weigh approximately nothing at all, which is my idea of heaven. But the contrast with the yarn I just finished using for this next thing? Arctic Cardigan, from Issue 2 of Making magazine in about a week, and that's including having a houseful of company that all needed feeding and clean towels. I could not stop knitting this, and now I want to wear it every single day. I'll get a proper photo of it soon, so you can see the whole thing. I know it looks like there's been a lot of sweaters lately. I guess there has been. Must be I'm cold. There's also been this:
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Lanvad by Justyna Lorkowska, knit in Berocco Ultra Alpaca worsted weight yarn. This color, hard to capture, is a very complicated and muted purple/pink/gray, and I was madly in love with it until I read the actual color name on the label--the geniuses at Berocco are calling this very lovely color "Candyfloss". Once I saw that, I could not unsee it. Candyfloss? I am so influenced by these things that it almost made me give up halfway, and I am not kidding. I don't want to wear anything the color of candyfloss. (US friends, that is Cotton Candy to you and me, and calling it "candyfloss" does not make it any less evocative of throwing up on the Tilt-a-Whirl.)
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
pattern by the inspiring and talented Ann Wood) and photographed them dancing and having a party of their own. We watched Elf. We ate Pasta Alla Carbonara and lemon cake and gigantic jumbo shrimp, and went to Mama San's for noodles, and it was all just the very best. The very, very best. (Here's a holiday tip for you: it is easy to trick people into staying up just a little longer, for one more story or song or hand of cards--just put a dish of olives or hummus or gouda flavored crackers in the middle of the table. You guys, people will stay up all night long for olives. Those are my findings, anyway.) I gifted some secret knitting to my lovely mama, a Fairfield Cardigan, designed by Michele Wang for Brooklyn Tweed, knitted in Wool of the Andes Tweed from KnitPicks, in a color perfectly named "North Pole Heather." I started knitting this cardigan back in August so I wouldn't have a repeat of last year's last minute freakout about trying to finish it in time, and I'm so glad I did that, because this thing was done and wrapped a month ago, and all I had left of it was to anticipate her reaction. She didn't disappoint me, and of course it looks solid gold on her, because she's one of those types who looks good in everything. So we have successfully pulled off another family holiday, and I'm in recovery mode now, and doing all those end-of-the-year things like thinking about rearranging all the furniture again and wanting a new haircut and organizing all the yarn and patterns into piles, and making plans for things to make that should last me a good long time. I have some gorgeous new yarn, and some beautiful, handmade new tools that go with a new crafty thing I can't wait to show you, too, something brand-new to me, something that's really pushing all the happy buttons pretty hard, and I am getting the hang of it. That's a story for next time. Meanwhile, enjoy these in-between the holidays days, my friends, and as always, thank you so much for visiting me here. I can't even say what it means to me. With love, from my little cottage to yours. Xoxo K
Monday, December 19, 2016
I like them, but just. Knitting them, and watching this yarn do its thing, was a rainbow of happiness. They'll get worn a lot, and probably will get worn out--I live in a snowy world, after all--and they are warm and colorful, and there's nothing wrong with them at all, but the fun in these was all in the making of them. It was a pretty nice way to spend an afternoon.