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.
Thursday, December 15, 2016
Sunday, December 11, 2016
Sunday, December 4, 2016
Friday, December 2, 2016
Ann Wood is willing to teach me, both about her stitching process and also about her personal creative journey--this is something that's been on my mind lately, too; what is the work I am meant to do, that only I can do? Am I spending too much time making things that don't really need to be made--clothes that don't fit or suit me, things made for weird reasons like outside pressure, or gifts people don't really want? How can I get closer to who I really am as an artist and a maker?
Monday, November 28, 2016
Doubt became certainty in the cold light of day, and I unraveled it without remorse. Patons Gold has an appointment with my dyepot today, which can only improve it. It needs more complexity, although whether Grape Kool-Aid can add any complexity to anything is what I am about to find out.
Meanwhile, inspired by the beautiful work of Ann Wood, I went for a scrounge in the garage bins, on the hunt for these doll legs I made way back when and then stashed away when the rest of the dolls they were meant for failed to manifest. The striped fabric came from a tattered antique quilt top, the rest of which I did not find in my bin rummage and it haunts me now. I can't possibly have gotten rid of it, but where oh where did it land? Anyway, these doll legs, these unfinished bits of something of my very own, please me so immeasurably. They are the beginning of something creative. There will be some sketching, some experiments, some play with fabric scraps, and they will, I hope--I'm sure--emerge. Two sisters, with interesting hair and probably shawls, and these wonderful, witchy, rag doll legs.
I finished this yesterday, too, as the last of the daylight waned. There was just no working on it after about three o'clock. It is, of course, Alicia Paulson's Love and Joy stitch sampler, made from her PDF pattern on Belfast linen in "Rue Green," already in my stash but not quite the fabric she suggests, and pretty small. I struggled a little with seeing the holes in the fabric, my aging eyes and their trusty bifocals were a pretty even match for the 32-count linen. I worried that it had finally come to pass that I had got too old to do something I want to do, which made me mad enough to keep going until it was done. Let's see if I can get it in a frame while it is still 2016.
Monday, November 21, 2016
Agathis hat by Agata Smektala (free on Ravelry) in Malabrigo Rios "Plomo"--I think "plomo" means "that color the sky turns right before a huge blizzard ruins your day"--actually, this color is quite captivatingly grayish/purplish/bluish, and as is usual for Malabrigo, seems to gleam a little bit with inner light. This yarn, and this beautiful hat pattern, is going to save the day, I think. Also, this: Alicia Paulson, who has the magic touch, for sure. Pure loveliness. Moby Dick on Soundcloud (I've already made it further into that hallowed thicket of verbiage than ever before--I wish Stephen Fry would just keep on talking forever) and knitting and making more and more coffee. Not so bad, really.
Thursday, November 17, 2016