You say you want a revolution
well, you know...
...we all want to change the world
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Let the Revolution begin...
*You can be any age to join the knitting revolution. It's not just grannies any more.
*To join, just grab the nearest pointy things, and tie them to the nearest string-like substance. Wave them enthusiastically in the air, yelling passionate cries such as "och aye the noo!"
*The revolution requires that you supply your own weapons. Er, needles. *Knitting can be sexy. Sure, it can. Go to knitty and be inspired!
*Knit in public, and if anyone looks at you funny, you've always got a sharp metal thing handy with which to poke their soft bits.
*Get all knitting-zen on people. Then when you really let your hair down, you can get away with it, because you're "that nice person, who knits". *insert evil laugh here*
*Oh, yeah, almost forgot. The revolution will not be televised. Or... something like that.
I moved to Canberra last November, and am now involved in the best Canberra knitting group! ... so any locals or visitors interested, go on over to Canberra Stich N Bitch yahoo group and join us in our dark endeavours! I mean, creative meeting of minds... er, yeah. Something like that. We meet at Starbucks in Civic on the first Thursday evening of every month, and the third Sunday of the month at 2pm. Come along! If you feel shy, feel free to post online first, or email someone to ask a few questions. :):):) If you want, use the contact button and I'll give you my details so we can get in touch. Always happy to get the interesting people of Canberra out of the woodwork... I know you're there, ya just hard to find sometimes *chuckle*
Sydney Knitting Adventures continue at "my" previous knitting group in Newtown: Meet up for coffee, cake, and knitting adventures galore at Barmuda Cafe, Australia Street Newtown. It's opposite the police station, and across the intersection from Newtown Train Station.
See the SSK Website for details :D
You, and this many other people with a cramp in their forefinger:
Interesting in knitting, and what other knitters are doing? Or are you just bored, or farting off at work while the boss ain't watching? Well then, I have just the thing to keep you busy for hours on end... go exploring the wonderful world of knitting blogs. Can you believe there's so many of us?
I have my favourite blog-days, and these are some of them:
A hairy tale
God on the brain
Blogging from behind a mask
Creativity and productivity
I am SUCH a nerd
Deliver me from Swedish furniture
Modern beauty is a myth
Instant karma’s gonna getcha
Harris the Well Clad Fish
The love is in the food
Embarrassment, Humiliation and Joy
The birth of a grammar avenger
Traffic Lights, part 1
Spawn of Satan
Traffic Lights, part 2
A long time ago, in a knitting bag far, far away...
And my other blog, complete with a few little patterns: http://miscsqueak.blogdrive.com
Return of the Traffic Light Knitter
No, that doesn't mean I'm making red yellow and green stripey stuff. Eep!
Now that I've remembered how much time uni takes up, I figure the only time I'm going to get for knitting, unless I'm really organised with my study time, is my old trick of nursing the knitting while I drive and knitting madly at the (many) traffic lights between here and my dear old university at Bankstown.
*remembering knitting the Souths jumper at traffic lights for the Bald Boy...*
I pull up at the lights on King Georges and Canterbury Road. Yay! This is a huge intersection and I'll get at least a whole row done while I'm waiting. Talk about a win-win situation... if the lights change quickly I get home faster. If the lights change slowly I knit more! I love my life.
I'm happily purling away (I have no irrational fear of the purl stitch at all, I'm glad to say) when a car pulls up next to me with a man and his young son as passenger. The boy, who's probably about 12, grins cheekily as his father leans over and says something to him.
"What're you knitting?" he asks me across the few metres between our open car windows.
I hold up the green and red striped sleeve, half done. "A South Sydney jumper for my hubby. He's a mad fan" I explain.
"Go the BUNNIES!" they both roar with ferocious glee, just as the arrow turns green and they zip away around the corner, leaving me convulsed with laughter. Life is good.
So. Since the mum-in-law has been eyeing off the socks I've knitted for the legions of sisters lately, I might make the next pair for her, and socks are perfect on-the-road knitting. I wonder if I'll finish that green shirt by next SSK...
Today's card: The Fool... what's with all the major arcana cards lately???
Now why the heck don't I live next door to this shop????????
Mmmmm... scroll down to the dog and the shop stuff starts. Actually, it's probably better that I don't (live next door, that is)... WANNA PLAY IN THE TOWER OF KOIGU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sheesh, look at the time! I'm going to bed...
I think I'll knit during the movie
The Bald and the not-quite-Beautiful are off to the movies today (after several choir and business related chores have been done) to see Travelling Birds. I've seen it already, but Luke hasn't, so off we go. Yay! So, since I'm just stocking stitching that green sleeve at the moment, I'm sure no one will mind if I lug in the knitting, right?
Card for today: Ten of Wands. Grrr! Gimme a break! Or a surprise, at least!!! Tell me something I don't know already...
The green "shirt" progresses
So... today I slept in for waaay too long considering I have business paperwork and uni reading and homework to do. Blech. Well, what are Sundays for?
Yesterday was bigger than big fun, it was the first SSK (Sydney Sity Klickers) meet that I'd been to in over a month, whee! We all meet at a cafe in Newtown and knit our little heads off for a few hours, drinking heaps of coffee and eating yummy stuff and gossing and cackling the entire time.
So it was "show off the treasure" time, and an opportunity get into that green sleeve. I only have one sleeve to go now on my cute little shirt, and then the neck which will take all of about 2 seconds, and voila! There's even enough winter left to wear it it.
The shirt (since I can't download photos, you'll just have to imagine really hard) is made of handspun (yeh I spun it too) green wool, a very airy, light chunky wool which knits to about 1 stitch per 1cm (that's 2 1/2 stitches per inch for all you quaint darlings who haven't come across to the dark side of metric yet *hehehe*).
It's my first attempt to go completely pattern free, and the logic behind such a chunky wool for this was twofold - first of all, I couldn't find a pattern for such humungous yarn. Secondly, if it didn't work and I had to frog - which I have, on numerous occasions - it knits up so fast there's no tears shed.
Mostly just plain old stocking stitch to show off the lovely thick-and-thin (not as dramatic as Colinette) texture of the yarn, with a 4-row moss stitch cuff and *bit-around-the-waist* (don't know that word, or having a Sunday morning mental blank). It's fairly fittted, comes to the waist rather than falling beyond it, and has a 3-d sort of crossed-dropped stitch detail around the waist and just above the cuffs. When I finish it I'll be sure to model, photograph, and post it somewhere. The colour is HEAVENLY, and nothing like the green I'm currently typing in. *grin*
So. Now I'm off to paperwork my head off for the rest of the day. If I finish at a decent time, I may even get into that final sleeve. Whee!
Tarot card for the day: Moon. Hmm. Not quite what I was hoping for. Better luck tomorrow, and back to the books.
Well I must say that acupuncture is the be-all end-all of medicine. Well, in some cases anyway. In the case of the flu - DEFINITELY!
The Beautiful Bald Man got dragged off for his second treatment of acupuncture for the rather nasty case of flu the other day, and blow me if he ain't bouncing off the walls, the picture of almost-returned health. The doc's name is Kuan Chan, and he practises in Marrickville and Bankstown (Sydney for all you furriners) and he's the bomb. God love ya doc. Beware if you decide to go to this wonderful man for treatment, he'll lecture the crap out of you if you do silly things like go to him so late in your illness you think you're gonna die, or work while ill. He really is quite adorable, gotta love a doctor with absolutely no sense of the customer always being right.
And what did I do in the waiting room? Designed lovely swirly patterns for my (as yet unstarted) alpaca jumper of course! They're coming along quite nicely, though with the wavey oceanic look of them I wish there was such a thing as a blue-green alpaca. Hmmm.
Tarot card for the day: King of Pentacles. Since I drew it with Luke (aka the Bald Man) in mind, I'm happy (and hardly surprised) with this one.
Och, it's going to turn into a study blog!!!
I started my 2nd semester of uni on Tuesday. Yeee! I thought I had it bad in the first semester, but this term is going to be huge.
Did anyone realise I was a nerd? I'm a nerd of the nerdiest nerdity. I study in every available hour. My knitting and spinning is suffering!!!! Noooo!!! I have so much to do and no time to do it in.
So I'm working on the choir's songbook today before I reeeeally have to start studying. Our choir kicks freckle, we're soooo good. Hehehehe... Come and see us if you don't believe me.
Anyway, the songbook. Needs a neato calligraphic cover which I'm about to start now, and then off to the printers go I.
Then I get to sit and read a heap of criminology stuff for uni, and start on next week's presentation. Get that crap out of the way early, yay! Less crap to worry about when the essays are due.
As far as knitting goes, there's some really neat charity thing on which the ABC is running, it's on tomorrow morning, see this site for the details. Can't make it unfortunately, cos I reckon it would be fun, but surprise surprise, little nerdybum here is off to a lecture. Philosophy of the Enlightenment actually. Sounds interesting huh? I'm yet to find out.
Anyway, I made a square anyway, and passed it on to a mate who is making one too and will be dropping it in. Thanks Adele, ya rock!
Wull, better get on to it. The SUMS Songbook waits for no one.
Not quite knitting today...
I'm designing a fair isle pattern for the jumper I'm planning on starting very soon. As soon as I finish spinning up the alpaca that I'm going to make it out of, that is. I just can't decide what to do with it, as it's soft as butter, underspun as all hell (I HATE being a beginner at things, grrr!) and apparantly has very little memory if knitted in stocking stitch. However, I don't have much choice if I want a wearable item out of the colours I have, as I don't want stripes, and if I don't use stocking stitch my poor imagination doesn't quite know what to do with multiple colours.
Hrm. Anyway. So I'm fiddling with my graph paper and farting around with a few ideas. Found some very yummy designs at Red Lipstick which are quite lovely, I may go with the 2nd one turned on its side and staggered in rows, but need to adapt it to three colours.
I have: 500g of chocolate colour, and 200g each of honey and cream. So, short of an unimaginative cafe latte top, what's a gal to do???
Well, it's back to nursing His Royal Baldness back to health and the eternally hungry spinning wheel, and a pile of blank graph paper. Then this afternoon we're going to get a cool Chinese acupuncturist to poke him full of needles and give him some weird-ass medicine to make everything better. See how good a day off can be? Hehehe...
Ooookay. Time to play. (The Bendigo Story)
Hey! I'm finally doing it. Bloggerifica Squeakiffica!!!