Archive for February, 2007

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local woolies

February 6, 2007

local woolies, originally uploaded by cosymakes.

i haven’t dyed any wool as of late and i wanted something fun to spin. i like this wool because it has some grip to it. feels like wool. that and they dye in completely different color ways than i do. it will probably be destined for some book project. i like that this stuff isn’t just something that anyone can get anywhere (unless they really try). it isn’t a particular breed (that i know of) and it’s physically local- the farm and the dyers (i assume they’re the same?). i’ve never seen it anywhere besides my local wool shop.

on a similar note, i like that the book will be steeped in my life.  where i get my wools, what communities they are connected to, and where i’m at in my life will come through not just in my designs (i.e. where i’m at as a designer), but also in the physical items that are used.

speaking of the book.  i looked at who else my publisher has published on amazon last night, and i’m feeling a bit intimidated.  i’m not even a published knitter… not even a free pattern to my name and i have a book deal.  quite the debut.  yikes!

even freakier is that people will be reviewing my book on amazon.  double yikes.

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patchwork

February 5, 2007

patchwork, originally uploaded by cosymakes.

from felt studio uk for the book. i’m using yarn like i always do- random, recycled sweater, hand dyed, etc… only i’m also adding some handspuns from other people. this beauty arrived in the mail last friday. thanks daniela!

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impossible dream

February 5, 2007

impossible dream, originally uploaded by cosymakes.

i’m not sure why there are balls of yarn in the wild inside of the patty griffin album that ben got me for christmas, but it sure makes me happy.

and it doesn’t just have yarn, she’s a brilliant musician and song writer… i’ve been listening to this one non-stop since december.  i was lucky enough to catch her in missoula with emmy lou harris when i lived there.  here’s a npr interview with some music.

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ribbed bonnet and thoughts on gauge

February 3, 2007

ribbed bonnet, originally uploaded by cosymakes.

i finished this bonnet on wednesday at amanda’s house. it was an interesting pattern from this knitting booklet – Patons Book No. 118. i tried to do some research on it as to when Patons put these out etc, but no luck. the best guess i have on date is 1960s.

the thesis is evolving as i knit. i’m reading history and digging through patterns and trying to decide what would flesh it out. i decided on this bonnet because it seems a very classic children’s knit and i had acquired two ball of Paton’s Fuzzy Wuzzy at the thrift store at one point. i was certainly skeptical of this yarn when i first bought it because it came in such small quantities. i couldn’t imagine what i’d make out of it. luckily i found this pattern. here’s a snippet of directions:

MATERIALS:
Just perfect for sports or dress, this little bonnet has been designed to fit girls from about 6-12 years. The yarn to use is Patons Fuzzy Wuzzy of which you will need:-2 (1/2 oz.) balls; 3 balls will make 2 bonnets. Two No. 9 Milward Knitting Needles. One Button.

You must use the exact yarn specified in order to be sure of satisfactory results.

then it launches into the pattern. i did many no-nos. i did not use the prescribed Milward Knitting Needles, and if i had 3 balls of the yarn, there’s no way that i would be able to make two bonnets. so my gauge must be off, but there was no mention of gauge. besides that, the little girl in the picture is wearing her bonnet way back on her head. i think mine will be for someone smaller, cover more of her head, and be more flattering (so there!).

that’s what they get for not giving enough information. i’ve a feeling that they were trying to get me to buy their products more than assure that i have a safe and comfortable knit. i’ve been reading (for the first time!) Elizabeth Zimmermann’s Knitting Without Tears. i finished the first fifty pages—The Opinionated Knitter section—at school on thursday (while knitting of course). then, i promptly gave it to my friend Alissa to read, so i can’t quote. but the gist of her thought is that needle size does not matter, but gauge does. this really interests me because i’ve always thought that i knit the way i knit. but according to Zimmermann, you should be able to adjust your gauge to fit your project (looser, not tighter). my friend sarah does this all of the time. i thought she was crazy the first time i saw her do it. she had sweaters on her needles for both her mom and her husband – one knit loose, one knit more regularly in order to achieve gauge. mind you, she couldn’t alternate between projects as easily, but she had some very nice sweaters in the end. i had no idea such feats were even possible.

i have never been a gauge swatcher. for accessories, it seems barely worth it unless you’re trying to make two bonnets out of three balls. if it doesn’t seem right when you’re an inch in, just start over. patterns have come a long way and it seems to me a blessing and a curse. i just recently had the epiphany (like within the last month) that i could measure around something, figure out my stitches to the inch and then figure out how many stitches it would take to go around it. i’m (obviously) not one who sews, otherwise i may have known this earlier… but i really feel that a door has swung open. why didn’t i know that earlier? i blame patterns. shiny, glossy, patterns of things i may want to wear for my lack of diligence in research. really, where is Zimmerman on the big box bookstore shelf compared to the yarn girl’s guide (one of my first knitting books) and the Stitch ‘n’ Bitch books (another of my first knitting books). on the plus side, the sweater might actually fit you.

according to Anne L. Macdonald, in the mid 1800’s knitters were blamed when their garments didn’t work out. even if you did something as directed, you could come out with something drastically different. one woman designer is quoted as saying that “In working these patterns the knitter must have the same degree of faith which is necessary for a cure in taking homeopathic medicine. ‘The doctor knows.’ Keep this in mind and remember that each pattern has been worked twice…. Remember this, even though it ‘may not sound right,’ and work on blindly to the end of row or round, and, our word for it, you will find that the ‘end justifies the means.’”

the first mention of gauge that Macdonald knows of was in “Harper’s Bazaar in 1870… a ‘Lady’s Knitted Under Vest…to be worn under high-necked dresses instead of a vest’ Instructions called for ‘heavy wooden Needles in the common patent stitch,’ the needle size to be determined by whatever produced this result: ‘Each rib of the design measures about half an inch, 8 rounds in length being 1 ½ inches.’” Macdonald goes on to point out that many writers still thoroughly avoided this issue. and apparently, this continued until the 1960’s. (pages 154-55)

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richard hugo on mute

February 2, 2007

appearantly it’s silent poetry reading day.  this will be my first time participating in anything really… i’ve been in no swaps, no knit-alongs, no masses of bloggers all doing the same thing.  but i love poetry, so here’s a montana poem for you.

Degrees of Gray in Philipsburg

You might come here Sunday on a whim.
Say your life broke down. The last good kiss
you had was years ago. You walk these streets
laid out by the insane, past hotels
that didn’t last, bars that did, the tortured try
of local drivers to accelerate their lives.
Only churches are kept up. The jail
turned 70 this year. The only prisoner
is always in, not knowing what he’s done.

The principal supporting business now
is rage. Hatred of the various grays
the mountain sends, hatred of the mill,
The Silver Bill repeal, the best liked girls
who leave each year for Butte. One good
restaurant and bars can’t wipe the boredom out.
The 1907 boom, eight going silver mines,
a dance floor built on springs—
all memory resolves itself in gaze,
in panoramic green you know the cattle eat
or two stacks high above the town,
two dead kilns, the huge mill in collapse
for fifty years that won’t fall finally down.

Isn’t this your life? That ancient kiss
still burning out your eyes? Isn’t this defeat
so accurate the church bell simply seems
a pure announcement: ring and no one comes?
Don’t empty houses ring? Are magnesium
and scorn sufficient to support a town,
not just Philipsburg, but towns
of towering blondes, good jazz and booze
the world will never let you have
until the town you came from dies inside?

Say no to yourself. The old man, twenty
when the jail was built, still laughs
although his lips collapse. Someday soon,
he says, I’ll go to sleep and not wake up.
You tell him no. You’re talking to yourself.
The car that brought you here still runs.
The money you buy lunch with,
no matter where it’s mined, is silver
and the girl who serves your food
is slender and her red hair lights the wall.

-Richard Hugo

now i must go clean because we are having a viewing of the movie Babette’s Feast here this evening and there is yarn everywhere. have a great friday!

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bus knitting

February 2, 2007


emily’s sock 
Originally uploaded by cosymakes.

today on the bus i was knitting on a sock- the perfect brain dead bus knitting. at one point i looked up and noticed a very friendly guy – i’m guessing late teens, maybe early twenties standing right over me. that is not unusual since the bus was full and he’d have to stand somewhere, but i made eye contact and he smiled, so i figured he noticed i was knitting. he and the woman he was with (of similar age and east indian) started talking about knitting. of course that immediately drew me into the conversation. he asked if she had knit before and the following story came out:

she once knit a piece for her grandmother to put on her chest to keep her warm. close to the time that she was just finishing it up, her grandmother passed away. so, she had it put in the coffin with her grandmother (in its proper place of course). a while ago, she found it again! and when she asked her mother, she said that it didn’t match the outfit she was buried in, so she took it out!

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fasting and feasting

February 1, 2007


tis the season
Originally uploaded by cosymakes.

 

as my thesis takes shape, it seems to me that practicality is a major part of it.  i’ve nixed projects that i originally planned to do on itty bitty needles and with cables.  i’ve pared back to some very basic shapes.  i’ve noticed in this that the version of knitting history that i hold up is very particular.

now, you may be thinking that of course a gallery show of useful knit goods has to be about practicality. but it is truly making me think about what is practical.  how to show care and make beautiful peices, but also be simple enough that one can execute it in the midst of daily life. historically, there must have been quite a fine line in between what was acceptable as beautiful and what was frivilous. and for that matter, what was acceptable as ingenuity in pattern- there must have been a tipping point when ripping just wasn’t worth it anymore, when working out the pattern had to stop.

although i appreciate (and buy) such things as handknit table runners, doilies, and bed spreads, i am not a victorian knitter. i am not primarily concerned with such things. the things that we surround ourselves with (down to our doilies) are all important, but i don’t find doilies to be as satisfying a knit as a hat that someone will wear.

within the christian tradition, it is particularily important to affirm matter. if we believe in a creator who made the earth and called it good, then we better take matter seriously. so many christians think that it’s all going to be blown up anyway, so what should we care. but really, if God (who you believe is an all powerful creator), called it good, i’d take him at his word any day. besides, being redeemed and being blown up are two totally different things.

as matter goes, a handknit doily is good (and will be redeemed). it is beautiful. however, it is not as deep an object as something one wears. the more connections something has to the earth and its ecosystems (including human communities), the deeper the item. Albert Borgmann would argue that in modern consumptive culture, objects lose their depth. objects like wool hats should mean something beyond mere commodity. they should at least mean sheep. and if they mean sheep, they should mean grazing and the earth. if they’re handknit, they should mean caring hands, love, etc.

circling back to thoughts on practicality, simplicity, and beauty. i’m a knitter who is known to rip things out if i don’t like them, or if they don’t feel right to me. in opening my little shop, i’ve been forced to find a fine balance for myself, making things that mean something, are beautiful, and yet somewhat simple to fit into my everyday life (and that are worth producing for sale). if i rip something out, it is not as big of a deal because i’m not using my smallest needles and the most complex pattern.  the time is worth it for the beauty.  the item has not reached the tipping point.

i am currently blessed with the freedom to knit in any size i’d like for the thesis and so very little ripping is happening right now. all these thoughts of knitting and ripping make me think this quote from No Idle Hands: The Social History of American Knitting speaking of 19th century knitters, “But since garments seldom required a good ‘fit’ of chest or bust, few knitters brooded about final measurements. In children’s clothes, if the garment didn’t fit, a child was found to fit the garment.”

it seems to me that there is a difference in between a good fit and a fit that trumps the fact that knit items have a purpose beyond fashion (warmth etc.). another balancing point. when do we become frivilous in our knitting? there is feasting, there is fasting – knit items that are celebrations of the people they are for and of beauty (i made some lovely cabled socks once) and knit items that are purely useful with little dabs of personalness like my friend amanda’s dad’s hat. our affluent culture of consumption does not encourage such thoughts (i may not go buy $900 worth of yarn to make 9 sweaters for myself – oh no!) but i think that they are important. i think the tipping points still exist, and that we can still fast and feast. but all feasting (or all fasting) is not healthy for anyone- us as individuals or for the world.

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aspen tree elf hat

February 1, 2007

aspen tree elf hat – embroidery, originally uploaded by cosymakes.

the second of the hats for the commission. this one took me two tries to get it right. another good thing to remember about knitting for people is that the knitting not only has to be practical, but it also has to ‘fit’ the person. this hat is for a little boy who thinks that yellow and purple are girl colors. the first one i made is over on flickr. it has more deep browns, some yellow and orange (in a vareigated) because i had been thinking of different colored leaves.

of course the mom didn’t want to buy something that he wouldn’t wear and she wasn’t so sure about the first one, so i made a second one. it seems very important to me as a craftsperson to take commissions that push my boundaries, but aren’t something that i wouldn’t already make anyhow. that way, if it doesn’t quite ‘fit’, i can still be happy about making it and selling it or giving it away later.

one thing that did make this second one much better is that i asked what kind of tree the recipient likes.

ingredients:
main green- 85% wool/15% mohair
brown and bright green- thrifted wools
vareigated green- mill end from mountain colors

an adult size small – 21 in. should fit from 4 yrs old up.

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