|Chatty December: Fiber Crafts
||[Dec. 6th, 2013|07:38 am]
Request post here, most of the back half of the month still open.
Ahahahaha oh god fiber crafts. Where do you want me to START. Right now I have two projects on knitting needles, a third that needs the ends woven in, a cross stitch project on its last legs before getting finished, and about two dozen projects planned after that.
(I am not actually kidding about the two dozen. And that's just for knitting.)
One of these days I may learn to spin sufficiently well and enjoy it enough that I want a wheel of my very own, but one of these days is going to be a day when I have a back patio or something like it that I can shut the cat out of but not expose my wet wool to the elements. This is also why I still haven't blocked that shawl from, oh, three years ago. Because wet wool is not actually for sleeping on, Donnie, no matter WHAT you think. I should probably take the shawl to MN this winter and steal some space. At any rate, spinning, I never did manage to get along with a drop spindle but I sat down at a wheel at the store this summer while I was in Asheville and found that it was, in fact, kinda fun. And meditative. Well, until the fiber broke.
I blame a lot of my ability with a wheel on organ playing for those two years while I was in high school. Come to that, I blame my inclination to podorythmie on the same thing.
Knitting I learned end of college/my first year out, and at first it was this thing that I sucked at but wanted to NOT suck at. Making things! Wearable things! Out of yarn and two sticks! I suspect that learning and teaching myself was one of the few things that kept me sane in the latter days of CapTel and, later, in the early days of unemployment. I still remember going to the Wal-Mart down the street at 10:30 to grab some more acrylic just because I didn't have money for anything else and I wanted to knit things, dammit.
Then I fell somewhat off the knitting bandwagon and back into cross stitch, which eventually led me to a nice RSI flare-up. Oops.
These days I've learned to hit the balance point between my two primary crafts (and all the other RSI-inducing activities; at least they're all different enough motions?) even if one of them isn't what most people might think of when they hear "fiber crafts." I have an entire hope chest's worth of projects lined up, placemats and dishcloths and tablecloths and afghans and yes, I have a lot of cotton in my stash these days. A LOT. One of the projects on the needles is a placemat; the other is a Grimmscarf. Because if you ask me (or Jag), half the fun of knitting is making things for other people. Preferably other people who don't demand it. I haven't had the same problem I've heard many (many many) knitters do, of "oh that's lovely would you make me something?" Because no, no I will not, not unless you're going to pay me a living hourly wage to do so and pay for the supplies. But making fan-things for people to demonstrate affection and appreciation, that's a thing that we can do. So there are two scarves presumably sitting in trailers right now, and two more on their way by Christmas, and two others that've gone through their indigo dye baths and need to be spun up and skeins shipped to me, and after that probably another half dozen, easy. (And after THAT probably Haven scarves. Gets cold up there, yanno.)
I've never quite figured out if I'm a process knitter or a product knitter, either. I really, really like having things be done, because then it's not hanging over my head. I like that for basically everything I can do that has a final product to be said for it; probably this is due to the fact that music and writing are things I will forever and ever and goddamn ever be improving. But I also really value knitting for long hours spent with needles and yarn and trashy TV or good music. (Unsurprising fact: settling in with knitting and my Irish fiddle playlist makes the knitting feel utterly smooth and rhythmic.) And it's good to have something to occupy my hands while I sit and let my backbrain work things out. I don't generally find meditation of the sit there and focus on the breath calming. I do find knitting, cross stitching, walking, often drilling several bars over and over, and sometimes cooking, to provide that kind of benefit. Occupying the forebrain so the backbrain can work shit out and present me with solutions.
Next projects on the needles, after I finish these two and assuming I don't have more yarn for Grimmscarves by then, likely to be starting the squares for a lap blanket. Maybe some more placemats or dishcloths, the former only if my hands are not heartily sick of working on tinyass needles by then. Next project on the hoop: a four-sided triquetra that I cleverly plan to do in four colors and put four sawtooth hanger thingies on the back so it can be rotated with the seasons. For which bit of cleverness you may blame lemon_badgeress.
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