Non-knitting enthusiasts/disdainful knitting experts: This post contains brief descriptions and photos of my amateurish knitting. Mock - enjoy - ignore. As you wish.
I'm working on my brother's long-overdue birthday present, a five colour extravaganza which Katr has started referring to as "the beast". I'm going to be felting it. The thing is already the size of a king-sized pillow case brunch table for four at Mitzi's Sister. I still have at least a foot to go and knitting it has dispelled any fears I had about having the stick-to-it-iveness to to knit a blanket, a sweater or a truck cosy. I will post pictures when I'm closer to the actual felting, but in the meantime:
Madeleine's Hat
My math professor friend Marni and her math professor husband had an adorable math professor baby this January and I knit her a little hat. I was very worried that the hat would be too small to fit their baby's giant brain, but as the photos demonstrate, it fits just right! Marni's pretty sure she'll outgrow the hat once she's mastered the multiplication tables next week, but in the meantime, she graciously allowed me to post pictures of her child. Madeleine is my first finished object model!! She seems a little surprised by all of the attention. Also, in the second photo, a little suspicious. So effing cute.
I knit young Madeleine's hat in the last of my orange and pink hand-dyed Peruvian cotton, which I loved. It was some of the first yarn I ever bought and I'm beginning to understand why the Yarn Harlot has a "core stash" that "is not there for knitting; it is there for BEING." Fortunately for Katr, poverty and lack of storage space prevents me from buying any yarn I'm not actually going to use. FOR NOW.
Mom's Black and Red Striped Goth Birthday Purse
It's my mother's birthday in a couple of weeks and when I suggested I knit her something, she suggested a light little purse to carry her ID, some cash and . . . "Your crackpipe?" I asked. "Yes, that's right, honey. My CRACKPIPE."
I gotta say, I feel the purse looks a little crooked and assy here, but it's actually quite silky and lustrous and, since I stretched it out and flattened it a little, much better proportioned. I must say, though, that between Mom's purse and Jaro's "beast", I have finally accepted that "eyeballing" things without following a pattern or knitting a swatch is a dangerous game. Perhaps THE most dangerous game. Also - the i-cord strap took about 2 episodes of 24 longer than I thought. Partly because I am slow and partly because even when you're only knitting three stitches over and over and over and over, knitting elves do not pick up the slack while you're sleeping or in the ladies' shitter. Effing elves - what good are you?
