31 October 2005

Accesories Junkie

That's what I dressed as for Hallowe'en, an accessories junkie: black clothes, for the better appreciation of the accessories; pearly & gold victoriana brooch;
50's/60's school teacher sweater guard, also pearly & gold;
dangly target faux pearl earrings, very early 90's;
long black gloves, cloth, topped with a twined pearl necklace as a bracelet OVER the gloves;
red crinkle silk-like scarf;
topped with a straw hat with loverly red silk poppies and other festive red flora.

I took off the necklace I'd had on before I left the house, so as to tastefully avoid wearing too much and thus be tacky.

AND, the accessories are MINE ALL MINE, well, inherited, some, but NOT from the costume shop. Could a proper accessories junkie do


29 October 2005

BOO! Bad SCARY Kitty P0rrn

Back when I received a package from Mittenfarce, the fifteen year textile kitty became a hyper 2 yr old hunter. Most of the pictures were a TRUE blur.

26 October 2005

ISO: better photo environment than top of copier

My finished object of the week is from scarf style, the vintage velvet,
only with some of the edge ribs removed (to make the one skein of yarn
go greater length).  Yarn is Elizabeth Lavold's Silky Wool, says
redundant girl (though not everyone wants to back up through old blog
stuff to find out details which might be there).
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Fingerless mitts made by thomasina.  They are a comfy fit, and they distract nicely from nails recently whacked off in the first step of an almost manicure.
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25 October 2005

Little bits of personal knitting progress

Last night I indulged and stayed up late to finish the cable scarf of Lavold Silky Wool - the lovely yarn from mittenfarce. Blocked it this morning. It has relaxed, as I sort of expected, into a slightly longer and slightly wider scarf. It will double loop nicely and make a nice little neck warmer. I shall wear it this weekend, I think. Or Wednesday. Going to an art opening Wednesday.

No pictures today. Camera at office, knitting and knitting gifts at home.

Over the top.

I received a completely unnecessary and thoroughly delightful thank you package from thomasina yesterday. I thought I was getting an unsolicited book, and here the package to be picked up was a gift.

At first blush I squealed with perfect delight at the unexpected gift. As I opened it I gaped in awe. Two gorgeous specialty truffles. A slim notebook adorned with a print of a painted tabby. We could stop there. But no. A richly colored hank of Mountain Colors Bearfoot yarn. A package of handmade stitch markers and a row counter.


Fingerless mitts. Perfect fit. Beautiful Cherry Tree whatsit and I've forgotten (goldfish memory moment) mohair. Cabled ribs. Wore them home in the cool damp evening. Decided I couldn't wear them this morning because my rain jacket has velcro, and there shall be no unnecessary snagging.

Even the postcard is adorable and PERFECT. It is in my new office space on the wall, which is why I can't tell you the name of the yarn, as it's in the other building. (Office east has computer, office west has clean desk.) And by the time I got back to careful reading of the note ON the card, the eyes welled up. Moved.

I can't do pictures or links to thomasina's webpage right now. Too much thinking. All I can do is type and gush. Gushing? Over the top maybe. The thank you? Thomasina, you've gone above and beyond. I'm moved. Thank you for your kindness. And it came at absolutely the PERFECT time.

24 October 2005

Before the Painting

Had to take a few pre-painting photos. How very industrial it all looks.

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Naturally we included print shirts, tags, the whole deal.
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The overdying and irregular dyeing worked really well at giving layers of visual interest.
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We knit up pieces on needles ranging from the size 50's down to 13's.
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Construction - as simple as you please - scraps of matching or contrasting t-shirt yarn to create a variety of styles of vests invoking bits of chainmail breast plates, etc.
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Views of one side above and of the other side below.
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I'm having too much fun. And really, we did have fun. Painted pictures will follow some day this week.
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P.S. They were done by Thursday, with the exception of one headpiece done Friday. A few pieces may get a little extra detail or paint this week. I'm not above refining. However I have a WHOLE LOT of life to catch up on. I'm a little behind on the personal upkeep.

22 October 2005


As a concept, it has merit. As an accomplishment, it has some satisfaction.

As what seems to be a day-in-day-out pattern, not so much.

20 October 2005

Piles of knitting, great big mess

This isn't all of it.  Can't stay.  Must sew.

The knitting gets painted up a bit today.
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You're not seeing double. I couldn't decide. When one rises to the top, I'll edit.
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16 October 2005

Too much drama

Stage-wise, that is.

Finished one that overlapped with the second. Second opens end of the week. Auditions held for the third.

At least my hat changes with each of those three.

Costuming hat is upstairs with my tea. Gotta get back to it.

On the lack-of-sensible-restraint front, I bought yarn today. Had some holding for a gift for a god-child. Bought a nugget of loveliness for meself. Wool of the Woods, Pizzazz. Outrageous. That's the color, not the behavior.

Maybe a photo later, if I can make the break.

10 October 2005

Must. Go. Back. To. Work.

Sew, woman, sew! Knit those t-shirts!

Sheep? Something loosely related to knitting?

Confession: I shop around

When I go out of town in a big way - out of state, out of region, out of the country - I love to go grocery shopping. I will purchase the most mundane little treats for myself that would be on the import or specialty aisles at home. Heck, I even traipse across the metropolitan area via differing paths so I can hit the Polish markets, the Korean markets, etc.

Today I realized I am nearing the end of part of my Canadian tea stash. And it's about as mundane as you please. President's Choice herbal teas. Oh sure, there's SOME Pres. Choice stuff avail. through one of the markets here, but NOT the TEAS & TISANES. Ginger Peach. Sniff. I don't even LIKE peach flavored things, but I really liked that one. Fortunately I still have a bit of the Cranberry and some of the little round cannisters of Tetley's.

However, I will be a good sport and be glad that I can't get everything here. Globalized marketing, that omnipresent McGap's StarSecret drives me more nuts. I'll be looking forward to my next trip to Toronto, that's for dang sure.

Oh yes. Happy Canadian Thanksgiving!
I shall be dreaming of lovely squash soup.

06 October 2005

Bach Progress

Here's BWV 96, toward the home stretch. I am sneaking in some knitting time.  However, I haven't been cooking at home.  Looking forward to real breakfast.  Coffee from a heavy enameled mug or late 20th c. middle class every day china with the
gold rim. 

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