Yes! Here's my button
Work on needles
New for 2006
Rachel's lime green cashcotton sweater
Unexpected knitting in greens
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June 23rd
New picis!
I've finally worked out how to transfer picis from my new phone to my pooter. Here is the Assymetrical Reds jacket underway:

And here are a couple of Phoebe looking rather aloof in her urn, waiting for the Bar-B-Q to begin:


June 18th
Assymetrical reds and Patricia Roberts nostalgia
A sudden woosh of inspiration has led me to my 'reds' boxes and I've committed to paper an assymetrical reds jacket / cardigan design. I've used mainly fine DK with stripes featuring as usual, subtle, as the colours are, well, reds. The inspiration is Leigh Radford's AlterKNITS, project 22 which she calls 'Abstract Cardigan'. I've seen this approach over and over and always been tempted. I may use ribbons, I may not. I'm not a very ribbony person. And I am certainly going to arrange the lower borders in a not-quite-so-clunky fashion. And, of course, I've changed the shape and gauges and written my own knitty gritty pattern for it, worked out with calculator in one hand and a chewed pencil in the other... but the inspiration is definitely this time from Leigh. I'll take it to Woolfest to amuse myself. If it turns out well, I'll use the same idea for one in blacks and greys, of which I have another couple of boxes languishing.
Rachel's sweater is 2cm away from the back being completed, so I'm leaving myself enough time to finish the back AND cast on the sleeves, otherwise I'll get tempted to do too much on the Assymetrical reds.
Talking about Patricia Roberts, which I was in the side-bar, I have just rediscovered a long lost pattern book of hers (no. 11) - heavily textured intarsia with lace and cables veering off in impossible directions, featuring hearts and bows, extravagant blooms and exotic birds. Most of it in fingering weight cotton or DK. Kaffe Fassett was such a doddle after that.
A rose by any other name
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June 12th
I've been away AGAIN!
And I am finally beginning to run myself into the ground. Only this time I can see it coming. Yes really. So I've cancelled a long training I was going to do in two weeks time... and I'm going to have a week off (scream! - a whole week?) and get in touch with the buried me. Again. Like, say to my self "Hello" and "How's it going? Not been out much lately? We'll do something about that". Not only that, I'm making time and space now - finally - for regular, like daily, meditation, or energy work, precisely in order to maintain a line of communication with who I *really* am amongst the many and varied roles I seem to play. Most of which I've decided are not necessary or desirable. How do I arrive at this momentous conclusion? Well, after having been around and around on this particular "I'm scared of the real me" merry-go-round several (hundred) times now, and having noticed but not acted on the repercussions (exhaustion, alienated friends and loved ones, thrashing around trying to avoid myself and acquiring psychic / emotional bruises in the process, you know the type of thing - well some of you do, don't you?) I've finally decided that the repercussions are more painful than facing myself. And, this was really the trigger: I went on a three day residential get-together with the other teaching staff on the team and... couldn't cope personally, fell apart, was terrified at exposing 'me' - to myself - huh? The circumstances were such that I couldn't hide, however hard I tried.
There have been times in my life where I have been totally in tune with my core, strange as it was, and I just flew. This was rapidly followed, however, by being shot down by unskilled but enthusiastic marksmen, trigger-happy for anything that was not of their ken. Or even kin. I suspect that in order to 'survive' I adapt the face of 'me' to whatever my environment accepts and am so skilled at that that I come damned near to committing 'me'tricide in the process. So we'll try it this way: the world is going to see more of me as I am, most of the world is not going to like it, but I'd rather have that than hide any more. Basta!
This is such a hard journey. Just thought I'd mention that.
Knitting
No socks yet. Rachel's sweater is half-way up the back. I'm fondling some glorious lace yarn Emma so, so kindly spun for me. That meant so much to me, Emma. No hemp knitting yet. No firm ideas even. Am however going to go to Woolfest in Cockermouth for Saturday 1st July, to meet up with Emily and Brenda from the glbt-knit group, and House of Hemp will be there, and I may, just may, indulge in some lime green DK hemp. Hurrah! That sounds like a no work holiday to me. I may even schedule a day for doing absolutely nothing, maybe in Leeds. I like Leeds. With knitting. I am aware that this sounds totally mad to some of you (and you've stopped reading by now, anyway) but I do sometimes envy those who have no problems at all just doing nothing.
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Knitting books now:
AlterKNITS - Leigh Radford
Good inspiration. You have to be able to knit, not that easy for beginners - but hey! we worked our way through Patricia Roberts' impossibly complex designs in 4-ply in the eighties without knowing that it was 'too difficult'. Surely women's brains haven't gone that soft in the meantime. Go for it.
US shoppers click here:
AlterKNITS
 Never The Bride - gigs
Menacing Knitting or "Craft in any media - weaving, metallurgy, crochet, soul-painting, cooking, or other any medium you can bend to your will"
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Read this month:
Since May I've been reading wonderful science fiction by Melissa Scott. Check out Dreamships, Dreaming Metal, and the one I've just finished, Burning Bright. These are suberbly crafted tales, well-written, intelligent (you have to concentrate - bliss!) and surprising at most turns. I love her mind.
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