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I’ve always been an English style knitter. A thrower. And a rather clumsy one at that.

I learned to knit when I was eight. Mom showed be the ropes (pun intended), but after that I taught myself most of what I know. I knitted in the way that felt most natural to me, clutching the yarn firmly in the fingers of my right hand. And since then, I’ve never deviated from this technique.

When I knit, my whole hand moves, not just my fingers. It works, but it’s terribly inefficient. I’ve observed other knitters forming stitches with only slight flicks of their fingers. It looks so calm. So slick. So fast! I’ve decided that I want to teach myself to knit that way.

Now comes the hard part: overcoming more than twenty years of muscle memory.

I’ve decided to start this process by practicing my new technique  on a simple garter stitch project: The Hitchhiker shawlette. Over the next mile or so of yarn, I’m going to repeat this new technique thousands of times. Will that be enough to retrain my brain? Probably not. But it’s a good first step.

Wish me luck.

By the way, the above is my first knitting video. (*Yay*) After the 4KCBW blog week, I decided that one of my goals for the next year was going to be: getting comfortable with video blogging. There’s a lot of room for improvement, but I wanted to get over the first hurdle and simply GET A VIDEO OUT THERE, DARNIT.  Now that I’ve taken that first step, I feel much more confident about what I might be able to produce next time around.  

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Today is the last day of Knit Crochet Blog Week, hosted by Eskimimimakes blog.  The topic of the day is Looking Forward–where do I hope my crafting will take me in the next year?

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Overall goal: I want to find ways to stuff fiber into every nook and cranny of my life. Almost nothing makes me happier.

Specific goals:

1) I’d like to tackle color work, preferably with a  Fair Isle pattern.

I just love this Fair Isle sleeveless hoody on the cover of Fearless Fair Isle Knitting. It seems irreverent somehow, as if Fair Isle is “supposed” to be used a certain way, and this pattern is thumbing its nose at those notions. I’m a sucker for irreverent patterns. 

The cover of Fearless Fair Isle Knitting.

2) I’d like to knit something with this lovely red Blackwater Abbey yarn my mother gave me. It’s gorgeous, crunchy wool that screams to be knit into something with intricate cables.

I keep returning to a few  patterns over and over.

Plaits and Links Cardigan by Kathy Zimmerman as seen on Ravelry

134-55 “Chocolate Passion” – Jacket with cables in Alaska by DROPS design as seen on Ravelry

Hawthorne Vest by Marilyn King as seen on Raverly

3) I’d like to knit more projects with my hand spun.  I keep a special drawer in my yarn storage area just for the products of my hand spinning. If I don’t do something in the next few months, that drawer is going to erupt like Mount Vesuvius. If my obituary says something about death by smothering, you’ll know why.

Side note: I was working on this post yesterday and very nearly posted something extremely grouchy. Don’t blog while grouchy. It’s like drunk goggles, if the goggles were  lined with scratchy, itchy wool. Nothing good can come of it. Plus, everyone will know you’re grouchy and that will make you even grouchier. 

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I’m participating in the fourth annual Knit Crochet Blog Week, hosted by Eskimimimakes blog.

houses

Today is day five and the topic we’ve been assigned to blog about is: Something Different. The idea is to blog in a way that is different from how I normally blog.

I ordinarily blog in a very memoir-ish, sharing-my-projects style, so today I’m going to branch out and try something very different: blogariffic research.  

I’m calling all you bees, manatees, monkeys and peacocks to participate. Mixed breeds (such as the bee-cocks and monkatees) are welcome too. Also, that one lady who self-identified with house of mule–I especially want you to participate. 

Image from kmonadollaraday.wordpress.com

Join me in a bit of fun, informal research.

This 4KCBW event has been wonderful opportunity to stretch and try new things.

This week, I tried blogging techniques outside my comfort zone that I was uncomfortable with, and the results have mostly been very positive. Before this week, I’d never made an infographic —but and look at me now!  No fear!

Sometimes it takes a drastic move, or the arrival of a magical blue box, to get you out of a rut. Image from http://www.moodychick.co.uk

I’ve created a 4KCBW- themed survey.

The purpose of the survey is to evaluate your experiences as a craft blogger and your specific experience participating in Knit Crochet Blog Week.

  • How confident do you feel in the various skills required of a craft blogger?
  • What do you feel you’ve gained from participating in blog week?

Take the survey  (only 10 questions) and see your results, along with the results of other participants.

survey

Take the survey

At the end, I’ll do a little statistical analysis with the results, which I’ll post here

Thanks in advance for taking part. I look forward to playing with numbers and telling you all about it.

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This week, I’m participating in the fourth annual Knitting and Crochet Blog Week, hosted by EskimimiMakes blog.

Today is day 3 and the topic we’ve been assigned is: Infographic. The task is to create my own infographic to convey “any element of my craft(s).”

I chose “Monkey” as my “house” in the Monday post. Today, I’m still stuck on the topic of monkeys. Monkeys and knitting. So I cobbled together the attached infographic.  Enjoy!

infographic

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You see that last lace repeat there? That’s the bit of this shawl I knitted last night while meditating on what happened in Boston yesterday.

The stitches seem mournful, somehow.

But I then I remind myself that dank and dreary thoughts can’t drive out the dark. This is Rowan Kidsilk Haze I’m knitting with, after all. It’s like knitting with bits of angel’s wings. Light as air and radiant with hope.

And that pattern. It reminds me of the Estonian Haga pattern, which means twig or small branch. Bits of a growing tree. Life that grows and goes on.

I’m no pundit and I don’t aspire to be one or to make political statements. I can only think of my fellow human beings who are suffering today. And the streets of a place I have visited, that seem stained now. What can we do to erase what has happened?

I don’t think there’s anything we can do to erase it. We can only go on and make new and better things. It’s such a miracle that we can do that.

My simple bit of knitting can be my prayer for the better world I hope we can create. I can never hope for my prayer to change others, or change God (if you believe in one). I can only hope for it to change me.

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As soon as I can bear to get around it it, I’m going to post an update on the progress of my wedding shawl. Maybe I’ll it The Shawl that Scragged Me.

The wedding shawl has been in timeout for over a month. I fussed with it this weekend, but it’s now on timeout again. I can’t find any evidence that anyone on Ravelry has had the same problems I’m having. Everybody is all ga-ga about how clear Romi’s instructions are. So it must be me…

When another project is giving me fits, what I usually do is start another project. Even if I really don’t have time for it. Even when doing so will cause me many more time management fits later. Like right now, when I have one month in which to complete my final project for my master’s degree and only two months in which to finish my wedding shawl.

When my wedding shawl and I started having “issues” back in February, I flung it (carefully) into a corner and ran screaming. I ran all the way to the Stephen West Rockefeller shawl. It’s bold and linear. It’s art deco and a bit masculine.

Rockefeller by Stephen West, as seen on Ravelry

Overcompensating for the feminine lacy-ness of Fiori Di Sole? Youbetchya.

Fiori di Sole by Romi Hill, as seen on Ravelry.

Rockefeller was balm to my soul. I loved almost every minute of knitting it. I have it wrapped around my shoulders right now as I write this, cat in my lap. He’s only gotten his claws caught in it once, with no discernible damage.

Thus fortified, I feel I might have the courage to rip back to chart F of Fiori and try again. This is, seriously, like take 5.

 

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1) I’m at a work dinner surrounded by people who are talking shop, only on a plane of knowledge and experience that makes me feel like a paramecium. If only I had a suitable conversation piece to redirect the discussion to more familiar territory.

2) I’m attending an hour-long meeting, only five minutes of which actually applies to me.

3) I don’t know how to sit at a restaurant waiting for food without something to do. Knitting has ruined me for fine dining.

4) Christmas with the in-laws. Lots and lots of time spent with people who are nice, but unfamiliar. I want to impress them. Knitting is ladylike and productive.

5) I’m trying to stay awake during a finance presentation. Spreadsheets do it to me every time.

6) I had no idea one short errand would turn into five errands.

7) Leaving my cat at the vet for treatment is almost as stressful for me as it is for him.

8) That lady two rows away on the bus is knitting and I’m jealous.

9) I wish there was some way to knit while running on a treadmill. I would be in such good shape.

10) Someone just gave me an end-of-day deadline at 4:12 pm. I need something to prevent me chucking my computer out the window.

11) My SO is addicted to a really terrible  super heroes cartoon. I need something to do while I pretend to watch it.

12) I can’t sit in the dark with nothing to do, even at a concert.

13) All the good celebrity magazines are next to the other pedicure chair.

14) My SO has disappeared into the Lego store. He may never come out again.

15) I’m trying to cut calories so I need something to distract myself from the appetizer tray.

16) I’m at a New Years party, which these days is half kiddie play date. Lots of sitting around watching munchkins suck on wooden blocks.

17) I just discovered I’m lactose intolerant and I’m a little pissed that I can no longer order the cheese plate. But at least I can still have this awesome yarn.

18) I’m watching a dance movie where the dancing is the only point. I need to fill in the empty spaces between awesome dance numbers.

19) I might discover a new Ravelry friend. When I whip out my knitting they pop out of the woodwork.

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Many of my fellow fiber bloggers are taking a moment, right now, to celebrate a year of bloggy goodness.

You guys fill me with awe, you really do.

2012 has been a major year of growth for me and my knitting. More than 30 projects, not counting all the spinning. How did I ever find the time?

Yes, it’s been a year of growth. And with that growth came lots of mistakes, big ones and little ones. Knitting sins. And it’s time to confess them.

A Year of Knitting Sins

Let us pray…

Bless me, dear and fibery lord, for I have sinned. 

Confession 1) Greed:  I went on a yarn diet in January, pledging not to buy yarn until I went to Yarnover at the end of April. It took me less than one week to break my pledge.

Confession 2) Self Delusion and Pride: When knitting a shawl for a friend I managed to graft the two halves together backward. Rather than take it apart and redo the grafting properly, I convinced myself that the odd grafting stripe was visually appealing and “interesting,” not WRONG. Thankfully my friend never complained.

The shawl, demurely displayed on my dresser, all inviting and warm looking.

The shawl, demurely displayed on my dresser, all inviting and warm looking.

Confession 3) Idol Worship: While at Yarnover I engaged in abject idol worship of Clara Parkes via Twitter. In my defense, she’s so quotable and constantly says hilarious things, like:

  • “Bamboo likes to be abused. It has relationship issues.”
  • “Sheep breeders are the ultimate mad scientists. Crazy frankensheep.”

Confession 4) Enabling: I knew my cat had a problem with catnip. I knew this and yet I enabled him for my own amusement. I have him a ball of yarn liberally rubbed with catnip, then took pictures and posted them on my blog, laughing hysterically the entire time. If not for this incident, he might have kicked the ‘Nip by now.

Ooh, catnip. My favorite. I must absorb it through my forehead.

Ooh, catnip. My favorite. I must absorb it through my forehead.

I've got you, yarn. You can't escape my clutches. I hold you fast in my mighty jaws.

I’ve got you, yarn. You can’t escape my clutches. I hold you fast in my mighty jaws.

Rowwwwrrrr!!

Rowwwwrrrr!!

Confession 5) Sloth: I promised to knit a pair of socks for a friend whose birthday was in April. I didn’t get around to finishing them until September. My only excuse:  I wanted to knit a set of matching baby socks to send with them. Why this took five months to accomplish I have no idea.

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Confession 6) Wrath: I knitted a shawl I disliked so intensely that I blogged about it SIX TIMES. I even wrote a nasty poem about it.

shawl side tuck

Confession 7) Stealing: I confess. I can’t help myself. I engage in covert reclamation of unloved knitted gifts. I steal them back. I’m not sorry. I’d do it again!

Confession 8) Lust: I went totally ga-ga over a pattern. I discovered it and cast only a few hours later. I worked on it feverishly.  Passionately.  Then one day I abandoned it.  It’s sitting in a project bag right now. All it needs is finishing and blocking. Sorry wrap sweater, I’m just not that into you.  Right now.

I’m sorry, but we can’t be together…right now. Twist Pullover by Cecily Glowik MacDonald, as seen on Ravelry and in Knit.Wear Spring 2012

 Confession 9) Slovenliness: Have you seen my knitting notions storage? Seriously, what’s wrong with me?

There we have it. I have confessed a year’s worth of knitting sins.

I’m not sure if this confession comes with forgiveness.  I enjoyed that confession far too much to deserve it.

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I’m sorry, knitting dudes and dudettes. I’ve been lazy about posting the results of my first hand-spun knitting project. I’ve had it done for almost a month. And then it sat, and it sat. Then last week I finally got around to blocking it.

Here it is:

Cupido Cowl by Hiroko Fukatsu

cowl 5

cowl 4

cowl 3

cowl 2

I spun 100% merino combed wool top on my Lendrum DT. I spun 3 bobbins of what I thought was fine singles, then plied them together and realized they weren’t so fine after all. I can’t claim I stuck to a consistent ratio or drafting method. I didn’t even try. My goal was to spin singles that made a decent yarn. Period.

I think I managed to pick a very forgiving pattern that capitalized on the loft and eccentric “texture” of my finished yarn.

I’m sure that, in time, I’ll produce much more refined yarn. And I’ll knit many more fascinating hand-spun projects. But there’ll never be another first hand-spun project. I’m a proud mamma. I hope you like it too.

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My past experience tells me that my cats love wool. They chew on it when I’m spinning it. They bat it around the room whenever they have a chance. And they fight over the opportunity to sleep on the woven wool couch pad my mother made for them. So, logically, if they love all of those things, then they’ll go ga-ga over a sheepskin sleeping pad.

Boy was I wrong. 

I got home with my new bit of sheepskin, flung it over cats’ favorite napping chair, and waiting for the magic to happen.

If there be magic in this fleece, it be BLACK MAGIC. 

Orion was far from thrilled. He was spooked. He spent at least an hour carefully sniffing the fleece, muscles tense and whiskers extended. His pupils were so dilated they almost occluded the irises.

Cuddle up on this soft little treasure? If by cuddle up you mean keep you distance and watch fearfully from across the room.

Cat with fleece

What did he think he was smelling? It must have smelled of sheep. One frigging scary sheep.

A diabolical sheep with jagged teeth, cruel crooked horns, and a maniacal BAHHHHHHH!

A wooly demon straight from the fiery pastures of hell.

I have to admit , I never anticipated such a reaction to this gift. I’m going to leave it on the chair and give it another week, but if there’s no change then I think I’m going to get rid of it. Christmas is coming and the only scary spirits in my house should be confined to the Muppet ghosts in my annual viewing of A Muppet Christmas Carol.

Scrooge with the Muppet ghosts of Marley & Marley. Image from eatsleeplivefilm.com

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