Friday, 10 November 2017

Pricing Your Work

Kaipara Valley Shawl
Pricing Your Work and Meeting The Market.

I want to talk about putting a price on work ready for sale.

We all consider doing this -large projects or small, hand-dyed yarn or finished shawls. It is a fraught process and the big word needed is TRUST.

-Trust in the product.
-Trust in the venue or platform.
-Trust in your worth.

The buyer has to trust you, the maker, completely as well.

This last line becomes vital when making a "one-off" piece because there is nothing to compare it with. Skeins of wool on an on-line platform can be viewed and considered at the click of a mouse or at the squeeze of a hand at a trade show. 

I'd like to think that this is the where that imaginary line between craft and art intersect because a shawl with an original design and a story behind it is where the maker and the buyer meet. The buyer feels they are buying a little of you -the maker because it is bound up in the work.

Buying a little of the maker's soul is well known to artists. It's understood as a kind of Spiritual Contract directly between the artist and the buyer. Big collections in Art Galleries have a complicated contract as it is not a directly personal one until you, the viewer, get to stand in front of it.

Corner Placement for Kaipara Valley Shawl
And how do you put a price on that Spiritual Contract....that visceral feeling in your gut when you know you like it and can value the effort in the making?

I go back to trusting the venue: Sometimes the sale has to happen in the right place, at the right time, with the right group of people and the right business model.

We all know there are Art and Craft Markets and then there are Trade Shows; Each have their peculiar tone, feel, access, parking, and amenities. You may feel confident about spending and then you might not. We sellers have the same list of venues and we know that it takes much more than a cosy space to sell wool. It needs confident shoppers, coffee, comfort food, and a bit of pressure such as exclusivity or seasonal changes.

Part of the Story of The Shawl 

Then, there is the Story: If your piece is to sell there must be a story , and one that people can relate to. 

I was happy to place the Kaipara Valley Shawl in the Art Auction run for The Helensville Women and Family Centre because the venue, the people, the promotion and the auction sale process allowed for that visceral link with a couple of bidders. 

The Story accompanied the Shawl as it was displayed for viewing. Winning at the local A&P Show and its design origins coming out of a firm rejection at one of our local Charity Shops, made good reading for the good people of Helensville. That rejected used throw was un-picked and re-knitted into the prototype for the shawl above. The Story and the anger that inspired the next shawl was important.

Having two bidders helped too.

Iconic Classic Shawl Lines on the Kaipara Valley Shawl 
In the end I placed a high reserve price on the Shawl. It meant it was passed in at the Auction but sent a strong message to those gathered that this was a serious work with a serious price. 

The next day I was visited by the Auction Promoter with the good news that a price had been price. Later I was also visited by the buyer. It was an important meeting as she was a woman of some standing in our local community...and she wanted the shawl for her grandson's Christening.

Yes it all took time and energy. Talk to any artist about how they go about making sales and they will talk about the almost-stripping-bare-to-the-depths-of-ones-soul agony in making sales.

That is the difference between Art and Craft......satisfaction and agony. Satisfaction with a craft well worked, and agony at the amount of ones soul one gives with each work.

Always put a label on..... 
So....aim high on all aspects. Choose your venues well, choose your clientele well, choose your platform/site well. Have the story ready and make it a heartfelt one. Promote clearly and well....and have TRUST in your work.


Fiona MacBride

Saturday, 14 October 2017

Times When I Have Been it worth it?

Me.....talking about being annoyed.
This is a writing exercise......

ME: You just won't effing believe what I went through today...

HIM : was your day? How did the "Moving House for Dorothy" go?
         Uh oh -I know that look.
        (Moves valuable items away from my reach)

ME : I have just one thing to say...effing blokes !
HIM : OK.....(takes a deep breath) Want a wine? 
ME  : Want? -more like need.
HIM : What blokes? Blokes in general or just today's blokes?
ME: No not all blokes, not nice ones like you, just the Tosser-Type blokes who are                    married to absolute effing saints like Dorothy. God what she has had to put up with          all these years!
HIM : (Places wine glass carefully into her hand wrapping her fingers around it to stop her           gesticulating her anger)
ME: Do you know what....? No I'll start from the top. So I arrive nice and early to help              clean and Jill and I stand there looking at the four.....FOUR.....sheds still full of 
      his mechanical stuff. Four effing sheds full....nothing shifted....and get this, only              Jill, Dot and I to do it. 
HIM : blokes to help? I mean men? Why are you laughing?
ME:  There are "Blokes" and then there are "Effing Blokes". Stan is in the latter category 
       and he IS an "Effing Bloke".
HIM : You called him a "Tosser Bloke" before.
ME : That is a general term for ALL Blokes Who Think They Know Effing More Than Anyone
        Else -That is your average "Tosser Type".
HIM : So....who shifted all the heavy furniture? (Re-filling her wine glass beginning to
        enjoy this)
HER: Three blokes with a huge truck.
HIM: But they weren't "Tosser-Types"?...
HER : Nah...they were good blokes.
HIM : I think I understand....just might need reassurance here. Am I a good bloke?
HER: You are....completely. I need more wine.....bless you.

HIM: So how did you manage with the various "bloke" types? and all that gear?
HER: Well, Jill and I turned into "Blokettes". AFTER I cleaned the bathroom and HIS
HIM : they don't sleep together?
HER: (puts wine glass down and looks directly at HIM) Living with Stan is                 can't expect her to sleep with him too do you? No I cleaned his bedroom....he
           hadn't even packed his clothes. He was told to last night but apparently he refused           and had a few beers instead. 
HIM: (sharp intake of breath) Oooh I see.
HER: THEN....and this story is not over....when got to the new place, the "effer" ....
HIM: (laughing uproariously) so he's an "effer" now ? Has he graduated? 
HER: (Puts wine glass to one side which makes HIM a bit nervous) You know he                           "supervised" or "farted around" which ever version you want...he did it. All
         talk and no work....or finding things to fix that absolutely did NOT need fixing.
HIM: What about his gear in the horse-truck? (keeping the story back on track)
HER: Well....and you won't believe this....he managed to "supervise" the furniture truck
        guys -they are now "guys" OK? ...
HIM: "Good Guys" right?
HER: Keep up....yes.....he "supervised" the furniture truck so that was wedged in front of          the house so that the horse-truck was blocked in the drive-way and we had to                    wait...effing  wait...until the furniture truck was unloaded before we could unload            the horse truck.

          That's when Jill and I knew it was going to be a VERY LONG DAY.
HIM: So let me get this both gave up your time, the furniture truck guys 
        were being paid by the hour and you couldn't get past the truck to unload and go?
HER: No.
HIM: See....he's only thinking of the cost of the Furniture Removal guys .....are they                 blokes or guys?.....and he won't be thinking about how you and Jill have other things
       to do. That's how a man's brain works.
HER: (looking at HIM carefully)
HER: But it get's effing worse you have no idea! (Big breath)
HER: Then.....the Furniture Guys go. The horse truck moves round to the out-buildings
         and Jill, myself and Dot start to unload compressors, tool kits, lathes, gear off the            truck. Stan bleats about his hernia...and I have to clench my jaw NOT to say a                  word...not an effing word. The three of us heaved, nudged, balanced and scrambled
        up and down the horse truck ramp with an entire life-time's collection of                          "Blokes'"effing useless kit.
HIM: Why didn't he help?
HER: Oh he supervised.....and bleated. The way "Tosser Types" bleat on about their                  medical inconveniences (enunciating every syllable)....and then -Oh you just
        couldn't make this up...(settling in for the final satisfying blast) The previous owner
        arrived to talk about the stock in the paddocks. He also blocked the driveway...
        it's a skill that "Tosser Types" are born with I think.
HIM: How could you tell just from him arriving that he was a "Tosser Type"?
HER: Well, there was the way he parked his ute so that no-one could exit easily...and
        then there was the way he calmly sat down in the out-buildings with Stan and had
        a couple of beers with him. I caught Jill's eye as the beer was opened and we both
        turned away and continued....CONTINUED lugging mowers, chainsaws, girders,                  wood, chains into the shed all around the two Blokes. I slammed things down 
        and we all eye-rolled sighed together out of sight in the horse truck acknowledging            the obscene fact that two Blokes sat down to have a beer while three women                    worked at unloading one Bloke's gear. Neither. Offered. To. Help....AT. ALL.

        Took us three women two hours to clear that horse-truck out. And they watched the          whole time. 
HIM: You would have been fuming.
HER: Oh I was...and I carried on fuming in the horse-truck for the one and half hour drive 
        home with Jill. Poor Jill.
HIM: Was it worth it?
HER: Oh it was worth seeing Dot happy in the new place. Yes. Was it worth being angry              about? I don't know. It kept me going all day though....that anger.
HIM: More wine?

Written with the help of Oisin and Isla

Many thanks,
Fiona MacBride
Tin Shed Yarns

Saturday, 16 September 2017

Planning a Big Project -aka Writing a List

Blocking on the Frame
My Big Project now complete.

For a day I wasn't quite myself because the there was no compulsion to knit.

It was ended and the studio was needing a tidy-up. The 1.73m square shawl was up on the frame in the shed being stretched to its limits and my hands were obsessively tidying, labelling wool samples and photographing the Opus.

I spring-cleaned the house....washing china;

Spring-cleaned display china

Within a week I was back in the shed with fleece in my hands planning again....spinning is the greatest "resolver" of nerves.

The point of finishing a big project with some sanity (I had not lost my mind....maybe my patience a bit) is to be organised; This is why SO many Works In Process become Works in Decommission. 

Advice to me when 8yrs old was "Never start a project until you have finished the one in front of you" and I was scared enough to remember it and follow it.

I have to be clear here -I will never start a project unless I have complete and total control over it's process. Sounds like my typical controlling self but it is the ONLY way to remain sane and have a garment worth the effort at the end.

Working the edging of the shawl.
To handle a project of any size it's important that you are familiar with all of its components. This work involved dyeing, so I needed to re-familiarise myself with that process before starting.

I confess, I did leave choosing the edging stitch right up until I got to it because I just wasn't entirely sure if I was going to be working a side-on knitted edge or not. So yes, one component was not 100% established.

The best things to help are the simplest ones:

1. Get a Manila Folder (I use a ring-binder with dividers for my projects).

2. Use grid paper (I remove the staples from maths exercise books so I have a full A3 size to work with).

3. Use a pencil and an eraser.

4. Scribble your ideas....get them down. Use the backs of surplus print-outs from the printer for non-grid work. Keep everything together in the Manila Folder.

5. Use a Bull-dog clip or large paper-clips to maintain order.

6. Date your scribbles.

7. Itemise the main components and tick-off when you have agreed on the patterns. In my case I had a Centre Pattern, a Border Pattern and an Edge Pattern so that was three things.

8. Establish your construction method -If it's a jersey will you work top-down or bottom up? Will there be steeks? etc. Doing this decides the "joining" features which are intrinsic to your project such as picking up stitches to join vertical and horizontal edges.

9. Sample and swatch for gauge in the pattern you are knitting the project. Determine your stitch count and pattern repeats and determine the rate you are picking up stitches along vertical edges. I was using 8ply so my rate was 2 stitches out of three.

10. Do the maths for the whole project set-up and draw the pattern on your grid paper. If these means learning chart symbols then do it. If your pattern involves a 90 corner then slow down, draw the 45 degree line and be prepared to swear a bit. Don't assume you can knit immediately without drawing the corners first.

Plan and draw corners or any awkward bits well before starting.

11. Get stitch-markers. Get good needles. Get the gear needed for blocking and finishing such as a wool needle, buttons etc.

12. Get the diary out and plan the events you need to be attend and clear your diary for the rest. Establish a routine (I only knit in day-light and in the mornings) where you can work for three hours a day.

13. If the project is for a deadline do the maths for the time needed and add a week for finishing and the usual chaos and drama that goes with being human.

14. Plan a finishing present for yourself...mine is always a glass of bubbles.

Plan your Finishing Present to yourself before actually finishing it....then you can look forward to it.
15. Keep your file with all its bits of paper and samples...they'll be useful one day.

Shawl blocking on my big frame  -with part of dog.

This project took three months from spinning the wool to completion. I worked most days and the only delay was fiddling and faddling over the edging stitch. I could afford that time as I had planned for it.

It's all in the preparation and planning.

Take care,

...and thanks.

Fiona MacBride

Tin Shed Yarns
View from Front Door of Tin Shed Yarns

Thursday, 17 August 2017

Keeping Consistent and Meeting the Needs of Knitters.

8ply hand-spun wool in cakes
One of the big favours we spinners perform for the world is linking knitters with farmers.

Knitters are a good bunch usually but they CAN get preoccupied with what their yarn should look and feel like. Too many rely totally on mill-spun yarn blends and do not consider what the raw product actually looks like. I am finding fewer and fewer can confidently substitute a different yarn to work the pattern they are wanting to use. This concerns me because it is exactly the hold the yarn companies want over knitters.....and for a long time that meant women.

My rule for being skilled in something is.....

-when you know what to do when it goes wrong.

My other rule for confidence is.............

-when you see the possibilities of a project appear before you even with only 2/3 of the necessary materials in front of you.

My rule for being in control is............

-when you know what will work because you did the two things above and you really enjoyed it.
A local fleece spun as a 4ply.
When working with raw fleeces and spinning them up for spinners I find that I am asked 2 questions:

                1. What ply is it? (actually the question usually comes out as "What kind of                            wool is it?....I mean what type of wool....I mean is it Double Knit or Single?)

                2. Is it scratchy?

I then have some common ground to cover because they aren't quite ready to "come over to my side". 

My answer to this constant defensiveness (which it is) is to work harder to meet their understandings. 

What the knitters were wanting was wool like they used already -in a consistent 4ply or 8ply density. They also wanted labels and a contact number. This I have done from the outset but hey.....

The biggest thing to get knitters to listen was to produce patterns that "spoke" to them.

Basic Beanie Pattern

Consistent production of singles and plies is something I take particular pride in. I use a wee tool to help as a guide...

After you have got your head around the maths....and it IS worth it -you can check for consistency.

Please understand that you are now in the world of "Wraps Per Inch". Personally, I keep a sample of the yarn single I want at hand and check it throughout the day.

I also recommend this diagram for consideration...

There are any number of charts and guides on yarn densities available on-line. Often they are written for Imperial measurements and are popular with the US markets. When dealing with Ravelry it's one of those details you need to include with any pattern published.

The study of yarn construction becomes important when you are back dealing with customers who are used to mill-spun wool. The fact that you have taken the time and trouble to learn and be confident with the numbers puts you in better shape.

Skeined, plied wool.
I won't discuss the "Is it scratchy?" question here. That's for another time.

Tin Shed Yarns

Fiona MacBride

Saturday, 1 July 2017

New Wool -New Project

Six hanks of Spinning

Strange how the solstice can bring new energy.

Mid-winter here has brought two kinds of weather; Overcast and blustery with rain or blue skies and no wind with frosty evenings. I prefer the latter.

Our geography here means we get weather systems rolling over the isthmus from either the Tasman Sea or from the South Pacific. The absence of either gives us cold from the Antarctic. A Southerly means cold here.

So at the mid-point of the year we were treated to a full week of blue skies and a high pressure system and we all relaxed and got on with stuff.

Pencil-roving made from raw fleece.

I had a whole week of productive work and I relished in it.

I am partly resurrecting last year's derailed project with a view to exhibiting. 

A small grass roots organisation has been supporting the local Arts Scene and have reached a point where they are collaborating with local charities. I was asked to submit something for an auction to raise funds for the local Womens' Centre and I agreed on the spot. These good people provide clothing, maternity wear, baby stuff, sanitary supplies, refuge from abuse, advice, medical help, legal help etc, etc.

So last year's "Irish Cloak" has merged into this year's "Shetland Hap". I think you can see a link between these garments in terms of -wrapping, enclosing, protecting, as well as adorning.

They also reflect corners of my heritage...although the Shetland bit is stretched because it's actually Orkney for my lot. I hope I'm forgiven.

Hackle loaded with raw fleece -weathered tips to the back. Brass diz and crochet hook to the right. 
The project gives me a more formal structure (Shetland Hap) as well as a design around hand-spun wool...and a deadline.

SO...I am focused.

I have researched and read and read. The plan is written,the border design done and only the Edge Pattern to choose.

This raw fleece from a local farmer/businessman is black/brown.
I am happy to be once more engrossed.

At a local market, a customer was really surprised to find that I do the Whole Process from beginning to end; combing, spinning, washing then designing and knitting.

My workspace 

...and yes, I use an electric wheel for production work.

I'll be back when the knitting progresses.

Many thanks,

Fiona MacBride

Tin Shed Yarns

Wednesday, 7 June 2017

...and that's when I realised I had left the salami behind.

You're here.... 

Queen's Birthday...the official date for recognizing the Coronation of Elizabeth a Long Weekend and therefore a perfect day to get family together over lunch in the middle of winter: Here's how my attempt went.

Monday 5th June

7-30am. Sleet-like conditions outside so no dog-walk. 

9am Congratulate myself on simple lunch idea of Pizza in various toppings served to eat with a kitchen towel al camera (on your feet inside).

Shopping for this had already been done two days earlier (Sat) and all I had to do was tidy, prepare and compose myself.

Mr Tin Shed Yarns was proper crook (not well) with a lung infection so had taken himself off to his Art Studio instead. We stayed in touch by phone.

Mud from outside was being strictly kept at bay so dog paws and tummy were being washed in the laundry. Shaking was only allowed under a towel and ALL paw marks were wiped up.

Sounding slightly control-freakish? oh yes.

Dog and partner stayed very quiet.

11am go to kitchen to get out flat metal pizza-cooking tray. Find it has rusted and I have rust stains over one half of 4yr old (new in my world) kitchen shelves. Rust stain is fiercely removed in 20 mins and tray is thrown out. With the kitchen newly resplendent in bleach I prepare all the pizza-toppings.

Anchovies, sun-dried tomatoes, mushrooms and pitted olives.
I feel fine, totally in control. This lunch will be great. Family will be driving an hour to see me....and they will enjoy this relaxed affair. 

11-30am Sit down for 30 mins to knit.

12 noon Check messages " Won't be there till 2-ish, sorry"

Actually that's fine. Gives me an hour extra for knitting. 

Go to get pizza bases out of the freezer. No pizza bases.
A chill wind goes up my back. Brain says " But I got them on Sat"

"You forgot them at the supermarket".

Without time to argue with myself on the subtleties of The Consumer Guarantees Act about the rights of the mad woman who leaves a bag of shopping behind and therefore is entitled to a replacement, I go to the car....maybe it is there in the back. Nope.

And then I knew I had to go back to the supermarket because I had thrown the receipt away under a smelly dog-bone and anchovy lids and it was two days ago already.

Aware she has been a right twit, she took a long calming look at her clean, tidy living room
before getting into the car and driving back to the supermarket.

12-30pm Try to act like a woman who has laughingly forgotten one small item instead of the actual basis of the entire meal. Fortunately said supermarket is only 5 mins away.

12-50pm More cool than cucumber I arrive back with pizza bases AND am armed with  bottle of prosecco for later.

1pm Continue being Kitchen Queen. Everything ready.

This visit includes my 2 yr old grandson so tidy is more appropriate than clean (apart from previously mentioned kitchen shelves). The bathroom is checked and toilet is disinfected. I'm ready.

Sit and knit and breathe.

2pm Go to get Deli meat packets out from fridge for pizza. Left them until last due to food safety.

lots and lots of swearing

Brain now remembers and mentions something about the check-out girls who helped you on Saturday morning with your bags. You put four in the trolley, there must have been five.

Your part of the brain shouts back.."..I know..."

(and there are other words too....)

...and the deli meats were in with the pizza-bases....

With the prospect of a meatless pizza lunch ahead for her guests, she congratulates herself on making available "Healthy Options" for her family.

There are times when you can turn on a sixpence and make a new story...and so the Meatless Pizza was born. No-one batted an eyelid, and everyone smiled.

Meatless Pizza

And all relaxed. The grandson was really only interested in the toy Parking Garage I found at the local Recycling Centre...

Cool Car Garage at Nana's house

They ate and talked until the sun began to go down (5pm) and then left with a tired boy.

I cleaned up, opened the Prosecco and talked to Mr Tin Shed Yarns and NEVER SAID A WORD about leaving the salami behind.

Sunday, 28 May 2017

Knitting without a Pattern...a Technical Explanation

Technical photo of hood of Connor's Jersey.
This is a technical blog so apologies from the outset.

This is all about making a jersey without following a pattern.

In your mind you know the shape of the person for whom the jersey is intended. If it is a toddler, you add more width and length because if you keep feeding them, they grow.

If you are working from the bottom up, you are starting at the hips. If you are working top-down, you are starting at the neck. This jersey with a hood for Connor was started from the hips.

Jersey with body worked and overlap of opening packet in garter-stitch. Sleeves not yet cut open.
So, working in the round, I knew that the arm-hole depth and the front opening were going to be in the same round. The depth of the arm-holes is a third of the whole jersey. The remaining two-thirds are the body to the hips. At that crucial point where the arm-holes and the front opening are formed, I also added (by looped cast-on) 6 extra stitches at the base of the arm-hole. This is the seam-allowance for the steek.

Sleeve stitches are picked up in a straight line from shoulder seam to arm-hole pit.
The shoulders are formed by binding-off while stitching two stitches together from the matched seams together. Working from the shoulder to the neck, the last cast-off stitch at the end is placed on the needle at the neck and with the front stitches become the neck-line. Leave the steek allowance stitches out of the shoulder seam. These are being held by stitch-markers in the above photo -3 in each stitch-marker.

Just before you form the shoulder seams,pick up the stitches to form the sleeves. 

Use a circular needle smaller than the one you knitted the body with. Pick up the outer loop of the "V" shape in the knit stitch and pick up at a rate of 2 out of every 3 stitches for 8ply.

Arm-hole stitches picked up right down to pit of the arm-hole. Extra cast-on stitches for steek allowance are easily seen here.
With the 6 stitches held in 2 stitch-markers (3 in each one), you can imagine a centre line down the middle of this "U" shape.Cut the knitted work from the cast-on edge where the extra steek stitches were added right up to the shoulder. You will have already shuffled stitches around to create the neck-line, capturing the last cast-off stitch from the shoulder seam. Leave the steek allowance stitches to lie flat against your sleeve opening. They can be sewn down later with extra wool through the stitch loops when the sleeve is finished.

Personally, am still not sure about what to do with steek allowances as they can add bulk where you don't need. I usually trim with scissors and hand-sew the raw edges with sewing thread.

 Hood made by continuing from the neck up and increasing along a vertical mid-point in the back of the hood. 

Make hood working increases evenly along a central point in the back of the hood. Hood should be at least the same length as arm-hole from pit to shoulder.

Join top of hood together the same way as the shoulders using a two-needle bind-off. The garter stitch will not make a neat join this way. You can perform a Kitchener stitch join if you wish. Again, you will have a last cast-off stitch from the bind-off to deal with so sew it neatly with spare wool into the seam and bury the end of the wool.

Sleeve started showing decreases.
Work the sleeves as socks using DPNs. Do the maths and work out the rate at which you are reducing stitches to achieve a cuff. Generally it is 2 stitches every four rounds. Use balanced decreases which lean into the central decrease line (k2tog-kpsso).

The only photo I have of the finished garment.

Work the cuffs the same depth as the ribbing at the start. As a rule, the sleeves are the same length from the arm-hole pit to the end of the jersey, in other words, two thirds of the jersey body. 

I worked two button-holes into the garter-stitch edge; these I reinforced with sewing thread.

The jersey was made with re-cycled wool from a previous outlandish experiment. The wool was hand-spun and dyed by me. I was never happy with the unevenness of the dye but it was too good not to be used again.

A two year old is warm and parents are grateful.

Fiona MacBride

Tin Shed Yarns. sketches on the Three Thirds Rule For Jerseys is here....