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August 30, 2009

sock summit, day four: the end!
posted by soe 1:19 am

I’d better finish up my summary of Sock Summit and my trip to Portland before I forget what happened. No one else cares, I realize, particularly at this late date, but I don’t want to forget and writing it down seems like a good way to prevent that happening.

Sunday was the final day of Sock Summit and my last day in Portland. As such, I wanted to milk it for all it was worth.

Anna ZilboorgThe day began with a class from Anna Zilboorg, who is an expert in Turkish knitting. She gave a great talk about the history of knitting in Turkey and the various motifs that regularly appear in their knitting, such as the hook, which is the wave-like design you can see on some of the socks she’s holding.

One of the most interesting things she had to say had to do with Turkey being, until recently, a predominantly oral, rather than written culture. Instruction is handed down person-to-person, rather than being committed to and learned from paper. Because of that, she noted, there is a very strict interpretation of how things are to be done, and deviation from that way is not accepted, and this extends to handicrafts. To allow people to Toe Decorationadapt designs and techniques to suit their own style would contribute ultimately to the death of the culture. And, of course, that totally makes sense, particularly as modern Western culture infringes more and more into their world.

She passed around many authentic Turkish socks, including this one with loops at the toe. She also showed us Turkish bridal socks, which were ornate and colorful. You could practically see the joy of knitting and wearing such an item.

She also shared a few knitting charts so we could practice some of the common motifs on our own. I knit one of them and can see creating a sock in the future that included at least one. (more…)

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August 27, 2009

learning, leap, and little ones
posted by soe 7:36 am

We’ve got company coming over tonight, which means we’re up early to run around, chicken-like, before work. But I don’t want to forget about TBT in the exhaustion that will inevitably spread over us after our friends head home; really, we’ll need all that memory to recall that Rudi’s mom needs a birthday phone call. So I’ll post now to free up some brain space.

Three beautiful things from last week:

1. There’s a new puppy in the neighborhood. The day I meet her, Rocky is learning “Come,” and there are treats involved. (She’s either a golden retriever or a yellow lab, is 10 weeks old, and has a person, whose name may or may not be Jim.)

2. Torrential rains delay Friday night’s baseball game, but let up after a bit so the game can finish. Fireworks set to painfully transitioned Beach Boys tunes are the highlight of the night, but the puddles on the way out are nearly as good. Apologies to the man in the pink shirt whom I splashed… I didn’t realize the water would go that far…

3. Karen sends me a photo and a video of Marshall (who is growing so fast!), and Jessica emails photos of her newly arrived daughter, Hazel. I love when friends share pictures of their children.

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August 26, 2009

it’s in the bag
posted by soe 11:37 pm

Or, in this case, it is the bag.

Yarn BowlYou remember this shot from last week, right?

And the excitement I had about a finished knitting project that I couldn’t tell you about at the time?

Well, the secrecy is no longer necessary because the box containing the gift has safely arrived in Quebec.

I knit this:

Market Bag

(If I were a good photographer or blogger, I’d have moved the vacuum cleaner and the laundry (that’s the orange on the right side of the shot), or, at the very least cropped them out. Since I am neither, you’re getting an unadulterated shot straight out of my life.)

This is the market bag I knit for my Favorite Things swap partner, Annie. One of my favorite, most used knitted objects is the market bag I made for myself a few years back. I have learned a few things since that project, such as that having wool in the yarn, even when mixed with cotton, will allow the bag to stretch to a surprising length. While this is no problem for giants like Rudi and me, I had no idea about Annie’s height and suspected she might be of more average dimensions. As such, I thought she might like a bag that didn’t bang against her knees when she filled it.

Unblocked BagSo I knit this bag with hemp. The yarn is Hemp for Knitting Allhemp6 DK weight in the lilac colorway. Plant fibers, such as hemp, cotton, and linen, do not have the elasticity of wool, so they are ideal for making things that you’d prefer keep the dimensions they start with. (Liquid, gravity, and regular use will stretch plant fibers out. That’s why the knees of your cotton-only jeans bag out if you don’t wash them frequently enough. But a wash and air-dry will restore them to their initial size and shape, and this is also true, I hope, of mesh shopping bags.)

Bag DetailI did a better job of paying attention to the stitch pattern this time and do not have a wonky hole in the middle of the bag. I’m delighted with this non-development.

I used two patterns to help me with the design. The body of the bag is a fairly straight version of Laura Spradlin‘s Grrlfriend Market Bag. But I thought two handles were better than one if you’re making a shopping tote, so I consulted JoAnne Turcotte’s Fantasy Naturale Market Bag for help dividing for the handles.

Shopping Bag

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August 25, 2009

a room with a view
posted by soe 11:36 pm

This was the view from my room sophomore year of college.

The view from my sophomore year dorm room

I will never have as nice a view as that again…

(This shot is one of the ones currently rotating through Conn’s homepage. I’m totally stealing their bandwidth to bring it to you.)

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August 24, 2009

monday morning music: i get mad
posted by soe 10:46 am

Today, I clearly got up on the wrong side of the bed because all sorts of things are making me mad.

However, we will look for the silver lining in what’s annoying me:

  • The man who couldn’t be bothered to move his gym bag so that it would stop hitting me on the Metro did not get his toes “accidentally” trodden on when the doors finally let us both out.
  • I thought to put my lunch in a plastic bag so it wouldn’t leak all over my purse.
  • I removed my lunch from my purse before the plastic bag filled with chili “juice” started leaking.
  • When the plastic bag leaked all over the outside of my purse, I was able to quickly wipe it up.
  • The used mystery I bought that turned out to have the ending of the book ripped out? That’ll just prolong my enjoyment of the book, right?
  • I was able to move my rosemary from where it was sitting on our steps inside a little railing outside our door before whoever helped themselves to my aloe and chives stole it, too.
  • Whoever stole my plants will be able to use my aloe for relief after they burn their hand cooking with my chives.

Hmmm… nope. Didn’t work. Still filled with vitriol.

Anyone want to delurk and give me something cheerful to think about in the comments? Good news? Anything?

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August 23, 2009

sock summit, day 3: the thing about sock knitters
posted by soe 11:48 pm

The thing about sock knitters is that, while they’re nice and all, when they talk to you, they stare at your feet.

This is, of course, not rude, like when guys talk to your chest. My breasts don’t say a lot about me as a person, but, I suppose, my foot clothing does say something about me as a knitter of socks.

As such, one of my great regrets of Sock Summit is that I did not bring enough socks for the whole time I was there.

In my defense, Portland had just survived a 107-degree heatwave. I felt justified in assuming that half the time I’d want to be wearing my flip flops, which are my summer footwear of choice in D.C. once the weather hits 75. I just hadn’t counted on the fact that Oregon in August would not hit 75…

The Saturday of Sock Summit can be divided into five distinct parts:

The day began with a swim. I’d picked the hotel I stayed at because it had a pool. This was the only day I managed to avail myself of it, which was a real shame.

Portland Saturday MarketI spent my lunchtime at Saturday Market, a Portland institution Rebs first told me about back in college. I hadn’t made it to the open-air crafts market in either of my previous visits to the city, so I made sure to allot myself a couple of hours to head across the river to check it out.

Saturday Market is nice, but it’s not especially different from D.C.’s own Eastern Market. It does have more incense and patchouli and palm readers, but less African American art.

Kitchen BugsAbolian Harp (more…)

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