|Named "Night Sky Over Kaipara" this shawl was all about the yarn and not the technique.|
Don't you despise those oh-so-smug designers who rattle off knitting perfection about once a month?....
This is a piece about trying too hard to be like someone I am clearly not.
It is also about working for my values and not feeding my self-doubt...which I have in truckloads by the way.
This all started about a month ago after I finished a Stole in hand-spun wool from a local fleece. I felt so damned proud of myself that even the lovely people who grew the wool were invited in to see the finished product. There began a discussion which I should have left at the workshop door, but no, my ego allowed in to the studio and the house.
There was generous talk of marketing though I already knew the answer "No-one will pay you what this item is worth"...and the lovely couple did agree because they know that their fleeces are not work anything at the wool buyers.
|Working title is "Connemara Stole"|
|Project sample...a curved edge.|
The Epic Project became The Stole. End of Story. I never entered it in the National Wool Crafting Competition. I just made it properly and finished it properly.
There was some background noise here...family stuff...and it derailed me a little.
See, I get derailed when unsettled.
I have absolutely no idea how designers keep up the pace of new work -maybe they don't have family to worry about , maybe that's all it is...
Maybe they put all their feelings in a little box and leave it on the shelf...I don't know how to work creatively and NOT be shunted a bit by stuff. I never learnt that habit.
The little Shawl at the top of this piece in blue?...the one with the lyrical name, well I think the name alone killed it. It was a confection of matching hues of Rowan Kid-Silk haze and Malabrigo Merino/Silk. The angora/silk stretched beautifully over the bias while the merino/silk edging ended up too tight....DON'T ASK, IT WAS ALL A LONG TIME AGO.
After the majesty of the Stole (now cautiously named The Connemara Stole) I felt amazing and ready to up-grade my on-line presence ready for sales etc. This was what my ego deserved.
Well....I am still hovering and bothering on this because I am so scared.
So I went and spun a nice fleece instead.
|Hand-spun black lambswool and sock-needles.|
...and ended up with a sportweight/8ply.
I KNOW..I KNOW. 8ply strong lambswool does NOT make for cosy soft socks. You would think I would know huh? Lambswool is designed to be waterproof, windproof, fluid-proof, almost bullet-proof...hence its wiriness.
Ripping out that sock was quite therapeutic and purging actually.
This all happened only last week, I might add.
The need to have a straightforward project in my hands was getting to my soul...one that I had created, with wool I had created, that wouldn't be so epic that my family could be cherished and that could end up as a not-so-scary pattern. Perhaps I am limiting my world a little...narrowing my focus...perhaps.
|Halo Wool Cowl.|
There is nothing like a crisis to focus the mind once again on what is manageable, possible and achievable.
So I went back to my basics; hand-spun wool. This from 10yrs ago when my head was turned by the notion of happy sheep. This fleece was a gift. It was platinum white when washed, with a halo effect and I dyed 300gm of it with a Periwinkle Jacquard...it wasn't a scientific dye project, but I loved it.
The Wave pattern is an old favourite of mine too...an early entry into lace-knitting for me, so it has fond memories.
It is knitting up beautifully and has saved me from the unfathomable rabbit-hole of Big Ideas.
These Ideas will come back again -I know, along with others. Trialing them is good....making the decision not to pursue them at the present time has integrity, I feel.
|Wave Pattern on the Halo Cowl.|
As for that black lambs-wool?, oh it will go into a Slip-Over (see pattern down the side). That pattern deserves a long-sleeved version and this wool is perfect for it.
The Cowl will go to the lady in the car crash.
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