the curious incident of the tiny socks

September 27, 2011 § 5 Comments

Yesterday I started knitting a pair of tiny socks for a friend who is expecting her first baby. Today I finished them, and got a message to say that she is in labour AT THIS VERY MOMENT. I am now feeling strangely superstitious about the power of my needles – though probably the whole thing has more to do with the last-minute-ness of my knitting than any kind of birth-inducing socky magic.

berry, bird, buttons

September 16, 2011 § Leave a comment

Some little badges I’ve made for various birthdays using various bits of felt (the stuff on the top right is my own, the rest is synthetic and shop-bought) and hand embroidery.

The lovely mother-of-pearl and shell buttons on the bottom right came from an antique shop in Hay on Wye, Herefordshire, which I can’t for the life of me remember the name of. Very lovely though; a wonderfully weird selection of clothes, shoes, odds and ends, bits of old sheepskin, scary dollies with cracked faces and rolly glass eyes, and battered brown suitcases.

yarn, skeins and the great unravel

September 15, 2011 § 2 Comments

Life is busy at the moment. I’m spending five days a week helping students at our local college do various arty things (and learning about video production while I’m there, which is an unexpected bonus on a day job), and the rest of the time has been filled with family and friends – it is birthday season, which is fun, and also a time for illness, which is less so.

Anyway, in between all that, the knitting obsession is back with a vengeance. I am unravelling a jumper (more of that in another post when I’ve got some pictures together) to make it into something wearable, and longing for a room like this one belonging to textile artist Jo Hamilton:-

 (image from the amazing Work.Place project, which delights the nosey old woman in me) (knitting stuff! books! sewing stuff! more books! nice rug! books and books! bloody lovely.)

And, as well, I just really want this bag to keep all the curly tangly badly-behaved unravelled wool in until I can dye it…

(by Astor Knot on Etsy)

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