In early dcember, amidst all the sock knitting, work and other stuff, I had the urge to knit some Far Isle.
Like NOW. Right away. As the New Year, and with that the good luck sweater got pretty close, I did not want to start something big.
In early dcember, amidst all the sock knitting, work and other stuff, I had the urge to knit some Far Isle.
Like NOW. Right away. As the New Year, and with that the good luck sweater got pretty close, I did not want to start something big.
And so it happened, that back in 2015 I've knitted a cardigan, from DROPS yarn, based on a DROPS pattern...
And then I had some yarn left over from both the red and the gray I used...
I promptly halved those, and started knitting a striped sock, thinking, how fun it will be wearing with the cardigan and a jeans skirt. I did knit half of the pair, I stuck the needles of the two other balls, put it into the basket I used to keep my WIP's back then and totally forgot about them.
Sometimes, over the years, when I needed the basket for my table at a festival I poured out the stiff that was in there, then later put back the heap.
Whem I was in shcool, I hated to prepare. Prepare for classes, doing homework, whatever, I did not like it. Lately I found, that preparing for things, lengthens the joy. Back, when we had the victorian ball, the months leading up, the anticipation, learning the dances, making the dresses made it an adventure lasted, no only for the six hours or so, while it actually went on, but for months.
Also, the further I go "back", in making something, the more I feel it is mine.
Yes, going to a weaving workshop, and grabbing some yarn, is already a lovely way to make something, but weaving something from a yarn that I dyed... or what is more, spun myself, gives an unparalleled deep satisfaction.
Now, you all know my infatuation with colors, and the my forever love for red, and the new-ish pink period (don't worry, there are more things I want to show you in those colors too), but it is the middle of January, and I hate winter. I don't wear much green as it is, but by now, I have a deep desire for greens and blues, in my wardrobe too, and what colors unifies those better that turqoise and petrol?
So, when I saw the warp Ági has on one of the loom in her workshop, that is petrol-green to me, pine green to her, I knew I want to work with that color. And not a shawl, but some fabric to sew with. I love the texture of a pink shawl I woven from a single ply handspun yarn (BTW I have new pictures of it, do you wanna see them???).
So I odered some fiber from England (while I could. In fact I ordered a bunch of other stuff to, to dye, but those are for later) a roving from carded (and not combed) corridale, and a combed top mostly also from corriedale, but has some shiny fibers carded into. , along with some sari silk.
First I spun the carded roving. Now we all know that one will never spun a perfectly smooth yarn from anything that is carded, my aim was to have a consistent yarn, despite of the actual bumpiness of it.
And so it happened, that while I was pottering around in Ági's workshop, in a basket that stored leftover bits of yarn, I found some purplish sockyarn (what else) I really, really liked. Yes, I am such a sucker for them. Anyhow, I asked her to gave it to me, with the promise that I will bring her some other sockyarn in exchange. Right, it isn't as I do not have more than enough of it here, I just really loved it.
At the same time, whenever I dropped my shoes, and was running around at the gallery with only socks on my feet, I felt a slight desire? envy? in Ági's eyes.
So, while I was digging around in my stash to look for that yarn I was goung to take back to her, an idea popped into my head.
Whoever thought, based on my previous note that fronow on there will be only pink stuff posted wwas wrong. Very wrong. I would not say goodby to my old love, RED either.
I loved red ever since I was a small girl. I wore red so much, that a friend of my dad called me "Little Red" (much like the little red riding hood, without the riding I guess). Now, turns out that red suits my silver hair even better than it did the red one.
And ever since I started weaving, I wanted a red shawl. A real red one, not something "red-ish", but red warp and red weft.
No wonder, I got really antsy, when I found out that Ági's new workshop there will be a loom with red warp. I have so many plans, I could move in there.
However, I wanted to start with something simple. I had this hank of yarn dyed in shades of red left from the last day of wool, I knew I will not keep it for the next event, but I will weave something for me from it.
As a yarn dyer and spinner I like simple weaves, ones that let the yarn take the center stage.