Spherey and Sunshine

I was so fired up to show Ro’s present that I forgot to share what I made for Boo Bear. It is, of course, Spherey, designed by the lovely Jess Hutchinson. Since like most people I don’t have access to the pattern booklet, I used the Poor Man’s Spherey instructions. I really like how he turned out– but the baby hasn’t even looked at him.

I used Paton’s Shetland Chunky on size 7’s for the body, and double-stranded Wool-Ease for the limbs. I learned a few tricks doing this. I made something else with this yarn and these needles and had a lot of holes. My tip is, when you are doing the kfb: when you insert the needle into the back of the same stitch you just knit, pull your working yarn taut. This really creates a beautiful tight fabric.

I also wanted to share my progress on Sunshine:

Again, the color freaks out my camera, it shows up more teal here but is actually a very intense blue violet. This thing fits me like a glove! It’s hands-down the most flattering thing I’ve ever made, and also probably the most flattering thing in my wardrobe (or future wardrobe).

I’ve learned so much with the construction of this sweater: how top-down raglans come to be, the sewn bind off. One sleeve, a collar, and the lace panel are all that is needed now! Of course it still might take me awhile as I’m not really able to do much knitting for myself these days.


Crocheting… and Lucille

Last night I put the baby in the tub, and he was having so much fun without my interaction. So I decided to get my crochet hook that I just bought, some yarn, and a really old craft magazine with crochet instructions in it. I sat down in the bathroom floor beside him and started.

My entire childhood, I went to my Mamaw Lucille’s house really often and we created non-stop. We made dolls with safety pin/bead dresses and those creepy doll heads on wires, I did my first sewing there, then later embroidery. She built the foundation of the artist inside me. For one of the very last crafty things we did together, she taught me to crochet doilies– I was 13 or 14. Mamaw Lucy died when I was 17, during a painful teenage angst time in my life.

So I was surprised when I picked up the hook last night– I didn’t expect it to feel so deeply sacred. I could feel Lucille in my heart.

I’ve had an aversion to crocheting for a long time. I’m not really sure why, exactly. I looked over the instructions rather vaguely, and then figured out how to chain on my own. The diagrams were weird and confusing, so I just sort of found a rhythm for something akin to single crochet. I decided that although I was fairly certain that I wasn’t doing it “properly”, I didn’t care, because the “rules” of crochet just seem sort of silly, restricting.

I played around while the baby splashed, and this is what came of it:

Then after I got the baby all dried off and dressed, I started another doodad, this times experimenting with that very cool quality of crochet– where you can just break away at any point and go in a different direction. The freeform aspect of the art intrigues me. This is the result of that experimentation:

I’ve looked around a bit and found this really great set of lessons (There are ten, I think, if you click on the link at the top of the page). Yet, I still think that there is something beautiful about the way that I am going through these motions that feel so deeply sacred, in complete ignorance of the way it is “supposed” to be. I’m sure that I will eventually decide to learn the rules.

But for now, I’m just thankful for this clean slate.

A new way to love my yarn.

A new way to celebrate Lucille.

I am a monster factory.

I sold three monsters today. I think that may be the last time such a miracle occurs. (Optimism, eh!)

Here’s one of them:

Okay, so my fingers are a getting a bit curly doing all this knitting. I’m going to keep it up for awhile because it’s really much better than trying to get a job at a gas station, even if I am only making half of minimum wage by comparison.

If anyone is interested in a custom order, I set up a listing today especially for that. Not that I’m trying to sell to my readers, but if you really WANT one, I can hook you up. (I’ve noticed people WANT a monster.) Maybe you know a kid who could really use a monster companion. Hey, I needed one myself. That’s why I have one living in my felted bag. (I still haven’t taken pictures of that bag.)

And hey, we got snow:

I zoomed in on the firetower in this shot. If you click the picture it will open up bigger and you can see all the details.

All in all a pretty sweet day.

Happy New Year and stuff!