Archive for May, 2007

Make

May 30, 2007

Good heavens! What are those lumpy masses? What lurks darkly in the Kninja home, waiting to strike? (Apart from Kninjas, that is.)

I’ve been leapt upon and savaged by the spinning bug. The mess of hideously misshapen artistically variable yarn you see here was spun by me on a CD drop spindle. And where would one get a CD spindle? Well, theoretically, one could make a CD drop spindle, or one could have gone to the Maker Faire in San Mateo and gotten a lesson in spinning from some very helpful folks in a booth there. I opted for the latter.

The Maker Faire was Mr. Kninja’s idea. Well, technically, it was the idea of someone over at Make magazine, but the Kninja family’s attendance was Mr. Kninja’s idea. He bought weekend passes for the lot of us. I, in my inimitable foolish fashion, was merely humoring him in going.  I didn’t think I’d be terribly interested.  Um, yeah.  I don’t know what I was thinking.

This is one of the first things that happened on Saturday.

We got there and met up with our friend Jon and the eldest of the Kninja children, Gabriel, decided to try some of the nifty experimental bicycles.   That’s Gabriel zooming along on the wooden vehicle on the right hand side of the picture.  On the left hand side of the picture is Steve Wozniak on a Segway.  That sort of covered all the awesome geekitude in one fell swoop.

The Faire was too large for us to see all of it, even with two days at our disposal, so I mostly stuck to the craft side, and Mr. Kninja and the boys spent a lot of time in the robot pavilion.  The first day we had the company of some really great friends and the second day we went on our own, but I ran into someone I knew in art school – Jenine of Jenine.net.  She’s doing some of the most spectacular work with glass that I’ve ever seen.  (It has been strongly impressed upon Mr. Kninja that if he wishes to get me some jewelry, one these pretties wouldn’t be a bad place to start.)

The crafters were displaying some lovely wares, but the one disadvantage I saw was that in showing it to a crowd of people who like to make things the response was likely identical to my own:  Wow!  I bet I can make one of those!   I also, as with Stitches West, found the vision of a vast convention center floor filled with crafts to be overwhelming, which actually limited my buying a little.  Still, I picked up two hanks of organic, plant dyed wool (before I ran into the spinning folks) just because it was so beautiful.  I’ve butchered the first batch, but hopefully my technique will improve with time.

There was more to look at than I can adequately describe a week and some days later.  A life sized robotic giraffe,  a disgusting spectacle, a Neverwas, robot battles, rides, flames, a giant Tessla coil, art cars, artists, creatively anachronistic people, puppeteers, a solar powered George Bush robot pulling a chariot, catapults, popcorn, kids, 3-D printers, including one that printed in sugar, vehicles that looked like cupcakes, stereo speakers that hugged people in a creepy enclosing way, cameras that made me seasick, reporters, friends, cyclists…it was an amazing scene.  We’ll definitely be attending next year.

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So you want to see some knitting, too?  Check it out.

That’s the beginning of Wenlan Chia’s Seaberry Shell from last year’s summer Interweave Knits, made in my Mother’s Day present – 100% silk tweed Muench Sir Galli.  I got a full bag because I am lucky like that.  The Seaberry Shell calls for Twinkle Cruise knit with four strands held together, but we at Casa de Kninja are not posh enough for Twinkle yarns.  The Cruise is DK weight while the Sir Galli is worsted, but I was able to make gauge with three strands held together.

I’m not sure if I’m going to love this garment or not, though it’s a spectacularly fast knit.  What you see there is about three days worth of work, mostly done during a two day viewing of Das Boot.   If it turns out to be unlovable (and I am concerned about a sleeveless garment this thick) I’ll unravel it and turn it into a skirt.  I think the silk would drape nicely and the tweedy aspect would make it satisfyingly nubby.  I love how the Seaberry Shell looks, though, so I’m willing to give it a chance.  I also like how the very thick stitches look like landscapes when you look at them up close.

Yummy, no?  The color is odd.  When I look at a single strand, it looks like a pale gold – really gold – but when it’s held together in multiple strands for the shell it takes on the look of a paper bag.  I’m not complaining about that.  I find it really beautiful and I love the idea of silk imitating grocery bag.  It’s just a very odd effect.

You can see the wonky way my SSKs turn out.  I’m not sure why this is, or if blocking will eliminate the problem, but no matter how careful I am, my SSKs turn out sort of lumpy and wiggly.

I added a little waist shaping to the shell.  Nothing too impressive, but I didn’t really like the idea of wearing a big blocky box made out of thick yarn, so I cut in by three stitches on each side.  That is the only alteration I’ve made so far, because the original looks pretty darn nifty as is.

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Oh, yes.  I entered the Public Radio Talentquest.  I feel a little silly soliciting votes, but heck, it’s my blog.  If you’d like to hear what I sound like, you can do so here.  Henceforth you’ll be able to read and think, “Huh.  Her voice is deeper than I expected.  And man, she has got no recording equipment to speak of.  That’s too bad.”  I’d also add that this was recorded at six in the morning before the children got up, so I’m especially scratchy.  Yay.  I do sound better in studio.  I have a grand total of two (count ‘em) radio editorials to my name, and good equipment is the awesome.

Nothing about knitting in my entry, but one of the other entrants is running as the Punk Knitter.

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Lastly, since we’ve already gone down a pretty random road, here I am explaining to two of the children about the importance of the IT’S IT bar.   I believe the exact words used were, “It’s your heritage!” and “Are you listening to me?  This is important.”

Mmm.  IT’S IT.  I’d best go.

Soclose

May 24, 2007

What is this? A seamless hybrid that will actually be finished?

Tis, tis! Oh happy day, calloo callay! I’m filled with joy at the thought.

We continue to have technical difficulties in Kninja Central, which is increasingly annoying. It was so much work to get these photos, upload them, and resize them, that I won’t apologize for their lack of quality. I’m just pleased that they’re here.

Knitpicks never responded via email (I understand that they, too, were suffering technical difficulties) but they did me one better and sent me my order, which included a ball of yarn that blended perfectly with what I had already. Yay, Knitpicks!

I came up with a way of binding off the stitches from the hem to the sweater that I haven’t perfected, but that saves a lot of trouble for people like me who hate seaming. I doubt it’s original, but I’m still chuffed as can be, because I came up with it all on my lonesome. I tried to take some pictures of how it works on the sleeve.

What I’ve been doing is picking up an inside stitch with the right needle and transferring it to the left needle. I then knit the purple stitch together with the next blue stitch and bind off. The only tricky part is making sure that the purple stitches I’m picking up are all lined up properly. I did a better job on the sleeve than the bottom edge, but I’m so ready to be done that all knitterly perfectionism has escaped me and I’m just going to leave Mr. Kninja with a slightly wonky hem. Sorry, Mr. Kninja!

I’m really looking forward to blocking for a variety of reasons. Here’s the crease I was telling you about across the chest – hopefully that can be blocked into submission.

Then there’s the collar, which is currently a little silly and floppy as rib is wont to be prior to a trip to the bathroom sink to commune with conditioner and baby shampoo.

Lastly, I made the sweater to Mr. Kninja’s specifications. I should have thought this through better. I went to art school – I was told about how clients work, and I have some experience in this area. Still, when Mr. Kninja showed me where on his body he wanted the hem to hit, I responded with a too mild, “Isn’t that a little short?”

“No,” Mr. Kninja claimed, “Most sweaters are too long on me. I’m short.”

Well, I was right. It’s too short. Not obscenely, horribly short, but it hits Mr. Kninja just where he said he wanted it to, and it looks a little silly. I’m hoping that I can stretch it downward during the blocking process and make it long enough to preserve whatever dignity Mr. Kninja still has. I’m seeing the advantages of a top down project, frankly, and having started on one of those, I’m seeing the advantages doubly.

You may notice that the decreases I used on the slanted bits are not the ones you’ve seen in most other seamless hybrids. EZ offers you a choice of two decreases, and I selected the simpler one, as I’d seen less of it. I’ve decided it’s not as attractive as the second choice, the one used by Jared at Brooklyn Tweed and others, but I’m looking at this project as the first of two seamless hybrids, and the one where I get to try all of the experiments and mistakes I wish to.

All in all, though, this sweater has been a marvelous learning process. I see so much to love about it, too, even with my imperfections and mistakes and odd creases and inability to convince someone that they don’t want what they think they want. I’d still like to make it over in a tweed, but I’ll do that someday.

Coming soon – a review of the Maker Faire!

Sleep well, grower of turnips

May 19, 2007

This isn’t about knitting.  I usually try not to write about things that are not knitting related in some vague way, and I  know I’ve been a while without writing anything.  I’d hoped to have pictures of the seamless hybrid to show you, and I was going to show you a baby sweater and slippers and the many projects I’m hard at work on, but there’s something else that needs to be said.

Lloyd Alexander passed away on Thursday at his home in Drexel Hill, Pennsylvania.   For those of you who are not familiar with him, Mr. Alexander was the author of more than 40 books, most of them children’s or young adult novels.  He wrote the much lauded Prydain Chronicles, which was where I met him, in the pages of The Book of Three.

When I was growing up, The Prydain Chronicles were my favorite books.  I read them over and over again, and I cried at the same parts and laughed at the same parts and dreamed of having adventures like Taran and Eilonwy.   I read every one of Lloyd Alexander’s books that I coud get my hands on.  Each of his books was a gift.  He wrote with humor, with gentle kindness, and with great compassion.  He opened the ways of the world to children with honesty and love.  War is never simple in Lloyd Alexander’s world.  It is senseless, even when it is just.  He gave me many gifts in this life, even though he didn’t know it.

I’m lucky, though.  When I was pregnant with Eleanor, frightened and frustrated, Sarah sent me a package.  I opened it to a treasure – Lloyd Alexander’s last Vesper Holly book, signed by the man himself.  In the midst of all my real world worries and difficulties, I settled down to read about the adventures of a girl who was brave and strong, who faced the world with dignity.  I nearly named the sprogling Vesper in gratitude.  Sarah has written a beautiful tribute to the man on her blog.

Lloyd Alexander’s books were filled with powerful women and girls.  A girl didn’t have to act like a man to be brave and strong in his world.  So often in children’s media, strong girls might as well be boys, but Mr. Alexander made his characters feminine and strong at once.  It was all right for a girl to be girlish and to wield a sword.  She could be a thief or an athlete or an Indiana Jones-esque heroine and still be powerfully, intensely female.  I cannot begin to describe what this gave to me.

I never knew the man.  I never wrote him the letter I’ve been meaning to write since childhood.  I never will now.  His books live on, though, and there are few things more gratifying than watching my two boys read and love the adventures of an assistant pig keeper.

He was a writer.  He was a writer whose voice was clear and true, and there will never be another writer like him.

I have the psychic

May 11, 2007

Cue announcer voice.

You’ll remember last time, when our heroine worried that she’d run out of yarn just before finishing her seamless hybrid sweater…

I think I said I’d run out just a few rows before the end.  Well, I have 16 rows and a collar to do and then I’ll be done with the aubergine portion of the seamless hybrid, and yes, I am out of yarn, this after unraveling my gauge swatches and grafting them on to the last skein.  In the immortal words of Charlie Brown, “AAUGH!”  On the other hand, it looks absolutely spiffin’, and the end is very much in sight, as soon as my order from Knitpicks arrives.  There are numerous things I can find wrong with my knitting here, but I’ve learned so very much in working on the hybrid, and I love, love, love the way it looks, even with all my errors and silliness, and this one spot where, for no reason I can find, the knitting gets a little tighter.  It seems to have happened after I knitted it, which makes me think that my usual way of stored unfinished objects (crumpled up into a bag and tossed carelessly on the floor somewhere) may not be the best.  Hmmmmm.

I will most certainly be knitting another seamless hybrid in the future.  While the endless stockinette was fairly dull, this is a brilliant design, and EZ’s math works out beautifully.  I’m starting to fall for math.  We’ve never much liked each other in the past, though I flirted with good grades and a spot in the honors classes for a while, but it was never meant to be.  Now that I’m using math regularly, I can see its good side.  It has a certain elegance that I never appreciated before.  I don’t know, kids – this could be the real thing.  I may never be the woman math wants me to be, but I think I could get used to this math thing.

I have a number of options until my new ball of Telemark arrives.  I can work on the blue hems of the sleeves and bottom of the hybrid.  I can put my energy into making the front of my McQueen knockoff.  I could try to actually finish that loathed intarsia sweater for my poor boy, who has been waiting nearly a year now for the darn thing, and who will have to wait until winter to wear it, even if I finish.  I could start one of several summer projects.  The options, they are endless.

Foiled!

May 4, 2007

After a long time spent in the joyless toils of unraveling, cursing, and ruing the day I forged ahead on the seamless hybrid without paying attention to the decrease instructions, I reached the beginning of my mistake and started again.  I don’t know why this surprises me, but the actual knitting part went much faster than the unraveling, and within a day, I was past the point I’d been at before I began unraveling.  I made it pretty quickly to the shoulder bands, and that’s when I realized that I don’t have enough yarn.  Arrrrrrrgh!  I have very, very close to enough yarn.  Very close.  I’m probably going to run out just a few rows before the end, but I’m almost certainly going to run out.

I’ve emailed Knitpicks, asking if there’s any chance that they have more Telemark from the dyelot I am using, but I haven’t heard back from them, and I figure the chances are slim to none anyway.  Still, it can’t hurt to ask.  Has anyone dealt with Knitpicks’ customer service before?  I emailed them on Sunday and it’s now Friday and I haven’t heard back, not even to say, “We got your email and we’re checking in to this.”

This sweater has been a comedy of errors, but despite that I’m learning tons and I’m loving working on it.  I’m hopeful that even if the next skein is from a different dyelot that I’m going to be using so little of it that it won’t really show.

In other silly news of the hybrid, I have to unravel part of the sweater again, as I made the first shoulder saddle too short, and need to add some rows.  I don’t actually mind that really, now that I know the end is in sight.

My daughter turned two on April 18th, and I made her a pair of celebratory cotton Mary Janes in her favorite color: blue.  This is an especially nice Delft blue, but she won’t be able to enjoy them for some time yet, as I also made them a bit too big for her foot.  Still, they’re cute and pretty, and she seems pleased.

I’ve yet to finish that second languishing baby sock for Afghans for Afghans, but I’ve begun on a baby kimono for a baby yet to come.  A dear friend is having a baby, and I’d like to put together a jolly set of little sweaters and toys and bibs and booties.   I’ll get that sock done, though, in time to send off for Mother’s Day.

It’s been a bit hectic in the Kninja household, which seems to be par for the course of late.  I keep thinking I’ll have time to update here, and then I find myself whisked away by the next task at hand.  It’s been a particularly crazy week, though, as my middle child has been especially needy.

There are some really gorgeous finished Maude Louises posted on Craftster in the knitalong.  I’m sort of keeping up with that, sort of failing to keep up with it, but I’m invariably impressed by the creativity of knitters.  The various little changes that people have made to the pattern make it personal for them, and I love seeing the results.   I really want to make something original again soon.  I’ve got a fair amount of Cotton Glace sitting around, and I think I’ll be making that into a seamless short sleeved summer raglan of some kind.  Nothing too fancy, but that should leave room for a few personal touches.

It really is the little personal touches, isn’t it?  Even when people knit a pattern and remain true to it, choice of color alone can really personalize a project.  I love knitting.


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