Another Madrona has been completed. Sadly, it is the last one. Happily, a new event will take it’s place. Same bat time, same bat channel. Different name, and different people running it.
This year I took a dye class, tablet weaving, spinning, and knitted lace. All three of my teachers are superstars in their field, so I left Madrona on a high note. The dye class I ended up in wasn’t a practicum class. I gave that one up for the greater good. So, I don’t have any pictures from dyeing. However, my tablet weaving was a huge success!!! I love my space invaders…and their creepy eyes. My favorite John story from that day was one of the ladies had warped her loom funky. I didn’t see/hear exactly what she did. But, that meant her piece wasn’t doing what she wanted it to do. John went over to her, and figured out it was the warp, and not her weaving. He said something to the effect of he didn’t want her to feel bad about her weaving, she was doing great. She did need to feel bad about her warping, though. Keep in mind, she comes to many of his classes, and he develops wonderful rapport with all of his students. So, in the moment, we all laughed (she included). The warp was fixed, and she carried on. Auntie Pam bought me a loom, and John signed it for me.
Spinning with Judith is always a joy. She had me putting random things in with my fiber, which is how I ended up with this lichen yarn. She’s just so matter of fact about spinning, I love her so much. There’s never anything that we shouldn’t try. She tells us what the potential pitfalls may be, but never says “don’t do that”. Granted, it’s spinning, not anything that’s going to blow up. The worst thing that will happen is the yarn will fall apart. Oh well. I did see these totally awesome spinning wheels that are in little pseudo briefcases…The Device. Seriously, that’s what it’s called. I really need one. Poopie’s eyes just got really big when I showed him what they look like. I’m working on justifying it. I just can’t quite yet.
And, finally, Franklin’s class. He had me too busy to take pictures. Auntie Pam took bunches. And, honestly, his classes are technique, so we were futzing on swatches. Not very photogenic. But the information from Franklin! The most important take away from his class was after a few inches, put the work down and conduct a “frank assessment” of the work to make sure it is what you want. If it’s not, take it out, and fix it. Friend L apparently had the same grandmother give her this advice, based on the number of times she restarts things. It is often hard for me to just pull out a bunch of work. I will do a lot of contortions to make something work that really shouldn’t.
The trip home was much less eventful than the trip up was…which was good. Remember how I said on Thursday that some times, I’m all about the destination? That was yesterday. Madrona always takes it out of me. I was tired, and just wanted to be home. Thankfully, the gods that oversee Madrona allowed for that to happen. Please enjoy this tablet woven police box. It is, unfortunately, not how I got home.
While I really enjoy my time at Madrona, and all the stimulation and all the wonderful people, I am always so eager to come home. Which is awesome–to have a home I’m grateful to come home to.
I’ve missed writing, and I’m working on trying to get scheduling worked out to where I can more consistently write. For now, though, I’m signing off.
It is that time of year again, where red abounds in the stores. Chocolate is ubiquitous. The weather of the PNW is…unpredictable…shall we say? More importantly, though, Madrona is here!!!! Sadly, this is the last year for Madrona. However, there will be another festival to take it’s place for next year. But, that is a concern for future me.
Let’s talk about current me. More accurately, recent past me (?). Yesterday was my travel day. I got a call from Barb saying that Amtrak called her, and there were issues with the train, so we could wait until we were supposed to be in Tacoma to get our originally scheduled train, or they could bus us up to PDX, and we could get a different train to Tacoma.
This was frustrating to me because I love the train–not because of going from point A to point B; rather for the experience of the train. If I wanted to ride the bus, I would have bought a bus ticket. Oh well, needs must. We made adjustments, and had a bus ride and a train ride, and a transfer. Those of you who follow my Facebook or Instagram (latejedoracrafts on either one) saw my post of knitting on the bus. Plan B.
Rather than talk about planning, though, lets talk about journey vs. destination. Sometimes (particularly at these events), you may be asked if you are a process knitter (crafter), or a product knitter (crafter). This is the crafter’s version of “are you an introvert or an extrovert”. While there are a lot of people who can answer A or B, I’m not one of them. I used to think I was B (to both questions). I have since learned that I am more nuanced than that. Dear Reader, please note how I spun being a pain in the tuchus into something snooty. Please also feel free to steal that phrasing.
There are definitely times I just want to get somewhere…usually it’s that I just want to be home. But just as frequently (I think more frequently now that I am older), the journey is a treat as well. I think Barb was more frustrated than I about the change in plans. Yesterday, it was probably helpful I knew where we were going, I was familiar with the process, and I knew we weren’t missing anything by the change in plans.
Similarly, with crafting, sometimes the process is just as enjoyable (or not) as the end product. But, I need to have the right environment to enjoy the specific process. Which is why I have so many projects in process at any given time. My concert hats are wonderful at concerts. Outside of those times, though? So boring, and I don’t have the patience for them, so I have other projects to fit that process. Similarly, more complicated projects would not have an enjoyable process at some of the venues.
Pam is with me again. Today, she is off for on Ikat weaving class. This class is a “shortcut” method. The traditional Ikat, as she explains it sounds terrible like you have to be *really* process oriented. It involves weaving, painting, unweaving, and then reweaving. This sounds like a lot of work for not enough payoff for me. So…I am clearly not completely process oriented. I’ll leave Ikat in her capable hands.
When people ask me what I’m weaving or spinning, though, I do get frustrated that my answers of cloth and yarn respectively are not sufficient. Many people seem to feel like I have to have a grand plan for what I’m doing. Again, people who know me outside of crafting can be more easily forgiven for assuming I do have a grand plan. However, these are strangers. Why is cloth or yarn not sufficient for them? Granted, I will eventually do something with the cloth or yarn, I just don’t know what yet. Usually, “something” is code for sending it on it’s way to someone else. But, if I never ended up with cloth or yarn, I wouldn’t likely engage in these activities. Weaving constantly with no payoff? I mean, it’s not a rock I have to push up a hill over and over, but it’s not far off.
So, we have 600 words to answer the question of destination or journey. The answer by the way is it depends–and I’m OK with that. I think the combination is also part of what made me OK with yesterday’s travel snafu’s. On the one hand, I got to my destination sooner (destination). On the other, I got to experience something different than the usual for the travel day (journey).
OK, I have to pick up the ladies now. In the meantime, please enjoy the picture of the finished project from the bus yesterday (it was started before, I’m not that good). Also note that the featured photo is the door art I was welcomed with. (Still loving Penny Lane)
Last week, I talked about the gauge of yarn for a pattern. This week, let’s talk about what the yarn is actually made of. There are lots of different factors in this. There are subsets to my subsets. I want to be super clear, Dear Reader, this is literally the barest of factors. My goal here is not to get you to the point where you think you know something. Rather, I want you to get to the point where you realize you know nothing, and likely never will. I know, I know, that sounds terrifying….but, it doesn’t have to be.
Yesterday was Halloween. We dress up as something else, we try to scare ourselves and others, all in good fun. Today is Dia de los Muertos. In Mexico, this is the day when we honor our antecedents. I think people try to put these two days together on the same continuum. However, I disagree with that practice. Halloween is about confronting our fears. It’s about making fun of what’s scary. Which is great! However, the Mexican culture doesn’t seem to find the same things scary. While a skeleton is typically terrifying for an Anglo person, it’s a canvas for a Mexican person.
My words don’t do this distinction justice. I encourage you to read some magical realism. Or, here…this is a Frida Kahlo self portrait. If you read a bit about her life, you’ll find it was horrible. This portrait shows the constant pain that she lived with. It also shows, however, the beauty she was able to make with that pain. I don’t think I could do that.
Shocking no one, I have digressed greatly. I intended to point out that not knowing doesn’t have to be scary. We have been taught that the unknown is scary. What if, instead, we had been taught that the unknown was an adventure? What if we took these experiences and learned from them, and moved forward, and put forth our lessons to learn new things?
Lets talk about fiber content really briefly with a spirit of learning and adventure. We’ll hopefully learn just enough to whet our appetite for more. Waiting For Rain calls for a cashmerino. So let’s start there…right after I rant about these dumb mash-up names…like labradoodle. These aren’t even portmanteaux! They sound ridiculous. I know, it’s a living language, and I’m just being old–but c’mon!!!
This particular blend has wool, cashmere, and manufactured fibers.
Wool: There are literally entire books written about the specifics of different wools. I have been told that The Field Guide to Fleece: 100 Sheep Breeds & How to Use Their Fibers is a good place to start. Let that sink in. 100 breeds. A place to start. So, you see why this will not be at all exhaustive? As a rule, wool tends to be springy, and have a good memory. This means that it will be easier on your hands while knitting. It will tend not to “sag” or “grow”. Wool is generally warmer, so not often good for warmer climes (either the knitting of, or the gifting to). Wool, unless it is treated, is not generally machine washable…so it will need special handling for cleaning. DO NOT think that wool is scratchy and gross. The reason those fulled wool blankets feel gross is because they have little ends sticking out all over the place, what you knit will not have that construction, so your hand knit item won’t be gross. Merino is actually one of the “softer” wools.
Cashmere: Cashmere actually comes from goats rather than sheep. Isn’t that cool? whatever you do, don’t think about their creepy eyes staring at you when you are cuddling that cashmere sweater. For reasons I’ll likely go into in a spinning conversation, cashmere is super soft and can be spun much thinner easier than “wool”. However, it is stupid expensive, so you will almost always find it mixed with something else.
Manufactured fibers: This is as helpful as “artificial colors and flavors” in the ingredients list of food. Manufactured fibers could have structural purpose, they could provide elasticity. They could provide washable-ness. They could just be filler. IDK.
Other fibers you might see commercially include, but are not limited to:
Silk: this is the cocoon of the silk moth. The fiber has a beautiful sheen. It can also be spun incredibly thin. These two factors make the yarn/fiber “slick” rather than fuzzy. It is incredibly breathable and rot resistant. For this reason, items made of silk do better in tropical climes. Silk is technically a protein fiber, however, it doesn’t always act the same way as other protein fibers. It is a thing all its own.
Alpaca: living in the PNW, alpaca farms are literally everywhere. LITERALLY. Alpaca is super soft, but doesn’t have good memory. So, a sweater made of pure alpaca will tend to get longer and longer the more you wear it. Because it doesn’t have the crimp or scales of wool, it doesn’t felt as easily as wool, but it still felts. This lack of crimp makes it less “springy” but more drapey. Llama is actually much like alpaca, but coarser/more durable. Likewise, baby alpaca is softer/more fragile.
Cellulose: There are a lot of cellulose fibers (plant-based) for the vegans out there. They don’t tend to be as springy as protein fibers. This lack of “give” can be more difficult to work with and tire your hands quicker. This also means that fewer things will come out in the blocking.
Cotton probably comes to mind. You’ll mostly want to consider if the cotton is mercerized or not. If it’s mercerized, it won’t soak up as much water…which makes it better for garments. If it’s not…it’s incredibly absorbent, which makes a good wash cloth. Bamboo is a fun baby fiber because it tends to be softer than cotton right off the bat (cotton tends to need several washes to soften up). The hidden bonus of bamboo is that it is not only machine washable, it is also naturally antimicrobial. Linen and hemp are also available, but both take *a lot* of washing to soften up.
There is often a hardiness/softness tradeoff in fibers. The trick is finding the correct balance for what your project is. For the protein fibers (with the exception of silk…which is all sorts of different on all sorts of levels), I look at what the animal looks like. I can see what some of the prevailing characteristics of the fiber are just by looking at it on the animal. See how the sheep is all big and warm, and kind of felted? but the merino is sleeker and softer looking? Think about which animal you’d rather use for your project. An outer sweater doesn’t necessarily need to be very soft, but it needs to be durable. Whereas a neck scarf may not need to be as durable as it needs to be soft. Again, shawls are the perfect project to play with yarn.
Before I sign off this extra long post, I wanted to talk a bit about the interplay between fiber and gauge. We talked about how wool tends to be warmer, so it may not be a good idea to make something intended for a summer item. But, what if we used a thinner wool? Alpaca is super drapey, but what if we wanted something a bit more sweater like? We could use a larger gauge wool, or smaller size needles to make a firmer fabric with the drapey fiber.
Do not message me about all the fibers I “forgot”. I probably didn’t forget. I was super clear at the beginning that this was not going to be comprehensive. On second thought…do message me. I’ll tell you what my experience with those fibers have been.
Oh, and here’s bamboo. Just because it breaks my brain that bamboo makes such soft yarn.
Friend S has wanted to do a sort of knit along. Basically, she and I doing the same project at the same time. A part of this, I think is so that when she comes upon something weird in the pattern, I can hopefully help. Another part is that we live over an hour away from each other. Even living in the future, it’s hard work to maintain friendships over that distance. So, needs must.
I was able to cajole her into coming to a retreat at the end of last month. (We are both making efforts) The retreat piggy-backed on OFFF (Oregon Flock and Fiber Festival). While there, she found the pattern she wanted to work on–Waiting For Rain. Let me just interject right here how appropriate the title is since the PNW has had a dearth of rain. I think I’m withering away. The featured image is the shawl we will be embarking on.
Eventually, I will do a post on choosing a pattern, and what to look for. For right now, lets just assume this was done, and we are now looking at yarn for the project we’ve chosen. The easiest thing to do, of course, is to use the yarn in the colorway the designer recommends. You know me better than that, though, right? Each aspect of yarn can be chosen to match the pattern, or be different to the pattern (look at me being all British).
Yarn has many qualities to look at/for. The least of which is color. Picking a yarn (in my opinion) solely on color is like picking a car or house on the basis of color alone. You can do it, but I will judge you–harshly. We will ignore color for now.
Gauge is generally one of first things I look into. This means how thick the yarn is…lace weight? bulky? If you like the general appearance of the piece the pattern designer has as an exemplar, you’ll want to choose a yarn of the same/similar gauge. Please, Dear Reader, do not think you have to limit yourself to what the designer recommends. Remember, it’s recommended to wait 20 minutes after eating before you swim…who does that?
I mean, unless you’ve eaten your weight, and might explode. Otherwise, do whatever makes you happy. Shawls are a perfect project to play with yarn substitution, since surprises aren’t as catastrophic in a shawl.
This particular project calls for a fingering weight yarn and size 6 needles. I tend to knit pretty close to what most designers call for, so I’ll go with that. I have friends who tend to knit looser, in which case, they may use a size 4 or 5 to get the same results. Likewise, those who tend to knit tighter would go up to 7 or 8. I could go on and on about needles and construction, but we’ll also forgo that conversation for now.
All else being equal, if I go with a thinner yarn, using the same needles, then the fabric I create will be looser, and airier, than the designer intended. This may also have the effect of making a project more “drapey” than it otherwise may have been. It may be less sturdy, and/or less warm.
If, however, I use a thicker yarn, the fabric will be denser. It will tend to be stiffer, and will impede airflow. The project could go from being a lovely spring shoulder warmer to something better suited to the wilds of northern Finland.
Please note, none of these effects are inherently good or bad, they are just different. While you do have to be prepared for the consequences, consequences can be good things.
When we discuss fiber content, we will talk about some ways you can offset some of these effects, or how some of these effects will be necessary to offset the effects of the fiber you *really* want.
Now, if we use a commensurate needle–size 4 needle with a thinner yarn, or size 8 needle with a thicker yarn…then that is another way to adjust size. The smaller needle/yarn will make a smaller project with the same density of fabric. The larger needle/yarn will make a larger project with the same density of fabric. This can be a fun way to adjust sizing on a pattern which doesn’t go into the size you want. However, if you are doing this on a garment…please, please, please gauge swatch. There will be math. Lots and Lots of Math. Or, you can do what I try to do, and make a garment, and trust it will find it’s own home.
Adjusting yarn thickness and needle size can affect the amount of yarn you will need as compared to what is recommended. My personal belief is to have way more yarn than you think you need. I recommend this to all my knitting friends. The fact that this means I get to receive all their leftovers (seriously, 1/2 my yarn wall is hand me down partial skeins) is just a bonus. But…if you are spending all that time and money, you don’t want to run out of yarn.
Also please note…there are *tons* more sizes of yarn than just these. In the US, commercial yarn manufacturers have sizing charts on the ball bands. I cannot stress enough that this is a guide only….kind of like the movie ratings. (There are R movies that a reasonable teen can watch, but PG 13 movies I wouldn’t want them to come near) A size 4 (worsted) can vary greatly in thickness between yarn lines, and then you have so many indie spinners and dyers who may or may not subscribe to those conventions. Or, the dreamy yarn your friend brought from Europe….or…or…or
So as with other things in life, size matters…ish. Within a certain range, who cares? But…get too big or too small…and well…you need to make adjustments. Again, not better or worse, just different.
Not only is this the second time this post has been written, but it was supposed to have gone up for Wednesday. The original post disappeared. I have no idea where it went. And then I redid the post to put up yesterday, but that didn’t happen either. So…of course, this must be Thursday…
I’m mostly caught up from the lost month. The laundry is caught up, and I have no more toes that require stitching up. (shhhhh, yes, I know there are many other things that went by the wayside, but let me enjoy my sense of accomplishment) As you can see, most of my Wednesdays were quite filled with the lovely kitchener stitch. I know many people who cannot stand the kitchener stitch. I have no idea why. Just like anything else, it’s a bit complicated and/or fussy when you first start. But truly, it is a wonderful thing. The kitchener stitch can be used to join two pieces of knitted fabric seamlessly. Honestly, once it’s done and gone through a wash, you can’t tell it’s even there. When I was initially taught the stitch, I was warned to not do anything else. Have no distractions! My knitting ladies can tell you, I can now do many, many things at the same time as stitching up toes. I now have a rhythm.
My teacher was correct. Initially, I had to focus quite a bit to make the stitches, and I had to go back and re-tension those same stitches. Any distraction was difficult to come back from.
She never told us we couldn’t do the difficult thing. Just that we would need to concentrate and work on the difficult thing.
I believe there is benefit in letting someone know a thing is going to be difficult. It validates how much trouble they have. They don’t have to feel defeated because the difficult thing is well….difficult. Just as important, though, is to not discourage a person. Just because a thing is difficult does not make it impossible. It’s a tough line, but it’s an important line to tread. Minimizing a task’s difficulty can be pretty discouraging when it turns out to be difficult to accomplish. Minimizing the difficulty also minimizes the boost of confidence one can get having accomplished a task.
Try not to be discouraged by the hard things. They are worth doing. And, having done them enough, they start to become a little less hard. While they may never be something you enjoy, they may become something you no longer dread.
For me now, the kitchener stitch is something I can do with ease. I don’t dread it, and I don’t just suffer through it. Instead, it’s just another part of making a sock. What my teacher said is no longer true for me. She wasn’t wrong when she said it, but that reality has changed for me. I changed that reality. Which is pretty powerful when you think about it.
Remember how Friend L had challenged me to a knitting duel? She totally caved. She groveled and bowed to my awesomeness, and withdrew her challenge.
No, what actually happened was that she looked at her personal WIP, crafting, and life and made decisions. She decided that, while playing with me is fun, and the project and experience would be fun, the product wouldn’t be something she needed/wanted. This isn’t to say that we won’t do something else in the future. But this wasn’t the time nor project.
All I can say is “Thank the Baby Jesus”. Past Me is a mouthy thing that doesn’t tend to back down (yes, yes, Present Me is like this, and Future Me will likely be the same). We were in a class, I was high on excitement, my friend came up with a terribly hilarious idea (or I did…did I mention I wasn’t thinking straight?). We played a short round of chicken, and then agreed to make a traveling cap neither one of us was likely to ever wear.
The silence on the subject afterwards was welcome to me. I took it to mean that it was forgotten like any drunken bet should be. The fact that it was fiber, not alcohol that fed our drunkenness didn’t matter. And then she just had to throw down the gauntlet. I could say I didn’t want to embarrass her in front of the internet, but we’d all know I’d be lying. A: I have embarrassed many people on the internet (usually myself, but I’m people!!) and B: I’m not that nice.
I picked up the gauntlet. I didn’t have drunkenness to blame for still thinking it was a hilariously awful idea. As I have gotten older, I have found that an idiotic teenager still lives inside of me. And sometimes, I hope she never dies. But seriously, what was I going to do with a traveling cap??? *And* I couldn’t find a selection of colors I could knit into an ombre effect, so I was going to have dye the colors myself. I mean, if I’m going to do something idiotic, I might as well do it right…right?
Did I act all mature and tell my friend that while the idea is great, this execution may not be the best one? Do you know me at all??? Of course I did no such thing. I just kept playing chicken. Now, in my defense, there are a lot of positives that still would have come out of that experiment. For one, I’ve never tried dying an ombre, so that would be interesting. I still haven’t done a Franklin Habit pattern, and I’m dying to try one. His is not my usual style, so it would take something this ridiculous to try one out. And if the downside is a traveling hat I won’t use, well, I could sell it, or give it away, or…worst case, unravel it, and do something else with it. So, it wasn’t *hugely* idiotic. I’m telling you, as I teen, I was pretty boring.
What really happened is this: My friend felt terrible about having to back out of something we had agreed to. I did not, however, feel terrible. Again, I was super grateful. July, in our household, is the month of Never Ending Things To Do. They are (mostly) enjoyable, but they are legion. Since we have numerous birthdays, we also have out of state, and out of country visitors. We need to be available whenever possible for hijinx. What that means, though, is that now that July is over, I have to wade through the half assery that Past Me left. As stressful as all that is, I wouldn’t have been able to enjoy this project at all. I still wouldn’t have backed down. I’d have stressed and fretted trying to figure timing out with this and mundane things like laundry.
I am so proud of my friend for honestly looking at things and making tough choices about what to cut out. I need to be better about that myself.