Showing posts with label winter term. Show all posts
Showing posts with label winter term. Show all posts

Saturday, February 5, 2011

.....and more socks.

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Best way to start a weekend: cast on for another sock, this time a Retro Rib (rav link) in Aslan Trends Santa Fe (rav link, normal link), and go to the Feve for beers with friends.  Hence the poorly lit picture.  I'm about four hours of work away from finishing the preliminary translation of Hand-Knit Works, which has been pretty exciting.  I've learned a ton about reading Japanese, and lots of kanji for yarn content.  Yeah!

These socks also happen to be especially good knitting for Korean thriller/horror flicks.  I watched one the other day called I Saw The Devil, and although it was incredibly gruesome, certain moments in the cinematography have stuck with me.  Not recommended for anyone who doesn't like goopy horror films.  If Oldboy gave you the heebie-jeebies, stay far, far away.

Now, if only the semester wasn't starting on Monday... really cuts into my knitting and movie-watching time.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Another sock!

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Being around my yarn after so many months away from it has seriously restored my knitting mojo.  I finished the first Waving Lace sock last night, and immediately cast on for a different sock: Kai-Mei (rav link), from Cookie A's Sock Innovation.  I've had this glorious green sock yarn in my stash for about two years, and inspiration struck last night.  I did a long-tail cast on, which looks awesome with ribbing!  I prefer the cable cast-on for lacy cuffs, but it gives a really clean, stretchy edge for ribbed cuffs.  Now I just have to knit 6.5 inches of 3x3 ribbing before getting to the fun part.

And, in defense of my casting on another sock before the second Waving Lace sock, I've found that I get tension issues if I knit a pair of socks right in a row - after memorizing the construction, my gauge loosens up and makes for a sock that doesn't fit quite the same as the other.  See?  Totally not even second sock syndrome at all.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Translating eats my brains. Look, a sock!

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Recently, my life is consumed with translating.  Luckily, the subject happens to be one of my favorite things in the world.

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  糸 糸 糸 糸 糸 糸 糸 糸 糸。
Yarn yarn yarn yarn yarn yarn yarn yarn yarn.

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I've also started a new sock project: Waving Lace with Pagewood Farms Yukon in colorway Rainbow, given to me by my mom for Christmas a couple of years ago.  I'm sorta confused by the pooling - is it puddling?  is it striping? - but so far am liking the combination of yarn and pattern.  It's nice to have a sock on the needles again, especially since I cast off Miraldette last night, after a zippy twelve days.  Let's see how long it takes me to get a pair of socks done after that, hah.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Outfit of the Day: January 25th. Now with more yarn!

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I made a bunch of progress on Miraldette last night while watching a Will Smith flick called Seven Pounds.  Some of the critics didn't like it, and I have to say there were one or two gaping plot holes, but overall it was a beautifully acted and poignant story of a man's search for redemption in one of the most literal ways possible.  Expect tears if you check this one out.  By the end my movie-watching companion and I were both bawling like children.

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I haven't been thinking about my outfits quite as much in the last couple of days, because, right on cue, Ohio dumped a bunch of snow on us.  Which means back to the snow boots that don't go with anything except jeans.  Today I'm wearing flats on the plowed walkways and praying that it doesn't start snowing again.  This time, laziness won out rather than necessity and I'm wearing jeans again.

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This outfit is composed of some old stuff, but definitely good stuff!  I bought both the lacy grey undershirt and the flannel vest when I was in high school, and have worn them a ton, especially together.

Details:
Grey lace undershirt: Brass Plum at Nordstrom, circa uhhh... 2003?
Zip flannel vest made from vintage men's shirt: Brass Plum at Nordstrom, circa 2004
Belt: Petal wrap belt by Elizabeth Kelly on Etsy
Jeans: Levi's, borrowed

Eesh.  I definitely need to trim my bangs!

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I'm also starting to brainstorm some new on-the-go projects.  I've made the Waving Lace Socks from Favorite Socks once before, and despite ruining the color (Lorna's Laces Sheperd Sock Solid in colorway Grape; thanks for being superwash, LL!) in a load of laundry that was done too hot, they've held up well and are super cute and comfortable.

Yesterday I was really proud of myself because I managed not only to do 5 hours of translating, but I also got a bunch of knitting and some blocking done!  It's been taking a while for my blocked knits to dry, but once they have I'll get some pictures up.  Stay tuned!

Monday, January 24, 2011

Blocking and watching

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437 yards

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of pure, unadulterated

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cocaine heaven

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Now blocking: Swallowtail, made with one skein of Ivory Handmaiden Sea Silk.  Made in Japan and put into the growing pile of knits to be blocked.  Right now there are 6 in the blocking queue.  Egads.

Now watching: 1st and 2nd seasons of Californication, about to start on the 3rd.  Smart, snappily written, and more than occasionally raunchy and borderline offensive.  Sad, infuriating, touching.  All the hallmarks of a good show.  David Duchovny as Hank Moody makes you forget his work on The X-Files for 20 whole minutes at a time, which is pretty impressive for a guy whom everybody recognizes as Fox Mulder.  Or, y'know, maybe whatever-the-hell-his-name-was from Evolution.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Miraldette in Progress

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The last few days have not been so productive in terms of schoolwork, but they have been productive in knitting.  Miraldette is slowly and pleasantly plugging away.  I'm a few rows from the end of the nupped center motif, and just spliced the second ball on.  The splice was barely noticeable as it was, and then it conveniently fell on the inside of a nupp.  Perhaps the universe is sending me some karma to make up for losing the original Miralda.

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Now, if only the siren call of cashmere and silk would quiet down a little so I could get some work done...

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But that's not looking super likely.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

FO: Narnia Coat

The coat is finished, and today was the fashion show. I asked the lovely Elaine of Smith's Furnishings to take pictures, and I managed to be making a silly face in most of them. I got a lot of questions and compliments on the coat as well as my performance - I was pretty much smiling nervously the entire time, but apparently I picked up some fierceness from watching the models on Project Runway because my awkward walk-walk-stop-smile-turn technique fooled people into thinking I knew what I was doing.

Right before the fashion show. I was pretty nervous, because I know where all of the imperfections are, even if no one else can see them. The shoulder pads are pinned in temporarily, and I think I'm going to make some that fit the shape and give the shoulders a little more structure.


I've talked so much about the coat today that I'm not even sure what else to say, except that I'm pretty proud of it, and glad that it's finished so I can focus on classes... which start tomorrow, eek!

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

designer details

So close. The lining has been made, now, and just needs to be sewn in. I hand-sewed the collar and cut off the excess fabric at the sleeves today in addition to the construction of the lining out of slippery, finicky pink fabric. It needs hems, a pleat, and a buttonhole and then stick a fork in it, 'cause it's done.

Also, recently I was looking at the label of the gorgeous alpaca shawl-collar sweater that I bought at Stella over the holidays. The designer is one Catherine Malandrino, and just from glancing at her collection, I absolutely love her color palette and overall aesthetic; and, between the sweater that I own (which only appears to be machine made because of the seams) and the numerous sweater jackets and delicate knit tops, it also seems as though she has an intimate understanding of the versatility and sometimes unexpected refinement of knitwear. Go, knit-savvy fashion designers!

Hello, shawl collar. I like you a lot.

Plus, as I suspected, any beautifully made alpaca lace sweater that only costs $60 is an absolute steal. A lot of her pieces go for $250+, which is a little much for my college student budget. I feel lucky to have found it, and not only for the knowledge that it has a famous designer, either: it has quickly become one of my favorite tops.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Plans... and some progress


This sweater has been sitting in my to-fix pile for about a year. I bought it at the Gap last February or so, and wore it constantly for about two weeks before one of the shoulder seams ripped out. Another sweater that I bought at the same time was improperly finished, so the cuffs were coming undone from the sweater at the wrists, and I tried to return them, but was only able to get about $40 of a $110 purchase refunded. I had second thoughts, and decided that even if their finishing job was crappy, I could fix it pretty easily.

And then it sat in my to-fix pile for about a year. The pieces were originally crocheted together, and I thought that I really needed to maintain the same seaming if I wanted the sweater to look right. But, a few nights ago I got fed up and sort of haphazardly stitched it back into place instead of attempting to crochet the seam... and what do you know, it looks fine and is wearable again.


It's a very, very cozy sweater. I kind of want to recreate it in wool at some point - it's made of cotton, which works well for this particular sweater, but I also think that an oversize sweater jacket might be really beautiful in a fingering weight merino. Sort of like a combination of the Minimalist cardigan and Pas de Valse. Mmm.


Hopefully next up in the sweater knitting will be the Bubble Pullover, which I'm scheming about making in Cascade Lana Bambu, a gorgeous, slightly variegated aran weight single. I used to have a turtleneck about the same color that was ruined in Indonesia, so I'm excited to have something similar back in my wardrobe.

And, lastly, the coat (now christened the Narnia Coat) is growing. It looks huge and silly here, but this was before sewing the side seams, the bottom and sleeves are still not hemmed, the back needs a dart, and the collar is going to be a shawl collar and not the gigantic rectangle seen here. Progress has been made, but it still has a ways to go.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Crunch time

So, um, this needs to be a coat by next Sunday.



This week: pinning and sewing and cutting and sewing and pinning and stabbing underneath my thumbnail while pinning and sewing and cutting and pinning.

Yesterday, I spent two hours staring at my fabric to make sure that both of my sleeves were the exact same size and placement on pattern. I measured eighty billion times from eighty billion different guiding marks to make sure that the curves of the sleeve caps were the same on both sides and on both sleeves. People started making fun of me because I just couldn't stop obsessing with the pins before sewing in the guide threads.


I feel vaguely as though this process should involve calculus.

Well anyhow, today, I did the same thing, but with the easing of the sleeve caps into the shoulders of the coat. I finished at 6ish, after pretty much doing the same dance of pin, sew, cut, furrow eyebrows at fabric for an hour and a half, for five hours. Sheesh. But tonight, the shoulders were sewn and sleeve set in - a great success after much contemplation and consumption of cookie bars.


And, luckily there are still enough hours in the day for fun - yay for housemates returning!

I'm going in this weekend, too. With any luck, this baby will be finished, with a lining and a proper hem, a little more than a week from now.

Hahahah. Sob.

I feel so much more kinship with Project Runway contestants than I used to.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

It's vintage


A few days ago I was feeling in a mood to paw through vintage clothes, so I went to Ratsy's to check out their latest finds. And find I did: a pair of cute shoes in size 10 (almost impossible to get my hands on in vintage or second-hand stores ) and a classic Liz Claiborne sheath. I was going to wear this today, but after checking the weather forecast decided against it. The snow has been melting, but today it was 34 F again and I decided to go with a slightly toastier outfit. I did keep the shoes, though.


I think the technical term for these pants is culottes? They were another Stella purchase from two or three years ago, and they are fun for dancing - they look like a skirt, but have none of the twirly dangers of even the longest skirt. They are pleated beautifully, and I'm a sucker for anything with polka dots. And the vest, although you can't see it too well, also has polka dots but in a much more subtle way. I have yet to get a very good picture of it, but here's an idea of the material.


It's hand-dyed using mud and although it's pretty thin, it's quilted so it's a really warm layering piece. I got it at the Pike Place Market location of Simo Silk, which also has cheongsams and other gorgeous Chinese style clothing.

I've been reading a copy of Alligators, Old Mink & New Money, a book written by the proprietor of what sounds like an amazing vintage store in New York. She writes about clothes in this way that is incredibly warm and visually oriented, and she explained her view of where vintage fits into fashion really well:

There are people I've me who think the "vintage" label is an all-or-nothing way of dressing, that people who shop at my store wear only vintage or "retro" clothing... for me "vintage" means using older pieces to help create a fresh, one-of-a-kind style, with almost no rules as to how that's achieved.

This really struck a chord with me. Because as much as I love the fit and style of so many vintage pieces, especially from the 50s, I don't feel the need to mess with pincurls or retro kitchen supplies because of it. I think the clothes were beautiful, but the political and social atmosphere is not one that I want to evoke in the way I dress; I don't bake, I find atomic kitsch more disturbing than cute, and I have no particular drive to get married. What I love is the way older clothes are cut to fit curves, and the way very classic lines look with unexpected elements of color or other clothes with more contemporary shapes. But in the end, it's all about how the clothes make you feel - it is always amazing to me, the ability of clothing to both create and convey a mood.

Ok, off to bed now!

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Progressing

First off, I finished the Five-Dollar Hat. It was Ella Rae Silkience that I got in a $5 grab-bag from Smith's this last fall. As with so many other people on Ravelry, I found that the cuff is way too loose. I might end up stringing some elastic through it so it will actually stay on my head. It's probably partially my yarn choice, since cotton is not very bouncy, but I mean... it cost five dollars. I'm not gonna complain.


And what is that cardigan you see? Why yes, it's my Fair Isle Cardigan from Winter Term of two years ago - in fact, the reason that I started this blog in the first place. Hooray!

On a side note, I have yet to knit a beret that doesn't make me look like a dork wearing a shower cap. Maybe my head is not properly shaped for a beret? Perhaps it's because my hair is too straight? Who knows. They keep my head relatively warm, and today that's all I'm gonna ask for.


But on to the weaving! Today I made some serious progress on the fabric for my coat, which may have a name eventually but doesn't yet. The pattern is turning out differently than I had expected; I guess I'm used to color dominance in knitting, when the main color really pops from the background color. I think it's also because my warp is Pearl, and the only Navy introduced into the pattern are the lozenge shapes.


Towards the end of the day, I did a pattern repeat (which is 24 rows, I think?) in about four minutes. In between my groove periods were flying bobbins, broken warp threads, and me cursing very emphatically under my breath. During the groove periods, though.... oh wow. I sat down at 2 pm and didn't get up until 5:30 except to wind more bobbins and advance my fabric.
It helps, of course, that long stretches of grooviness were punctuated by conversations about homeschooling, fabric, and circus. (Oberlin's circus community, conveniently called OCircus, is quite impressive and at least one of the 10 weavers in this month's class participate.)


Today I also had a chance to get lunch with a PhD candidate who is interviewing for a non-tenure faculty position as a Japanese history professor in the East Asian studies department. It was interesting because the other students were two junior history majors and a sophomore East Asian studies major who seemed to have very different ideas about the stages of their life after Oberlin. The candidate asked what we thought we would be doing in ten years, and other students shrugged. I thought about mentioning my current plan: to work at a conservation institute working on Asian textiles after spending two to three years in Japan and then getting a masters in historical fashion and textiles at FIT. Then I felt like a jerk, and didn't. But it's nice to know that even though I'm not sure where I'm going to go abroad and for how long, I finally have an idea of what my "I become a five-year-old whenever I get to go to work because it makes me so excited about life" job is.

Yay.


Anyhoo! Just another 3 yards to weave! Can I do it by next week? Stay tuned...

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Dressing the loom does not involve pants


This week I pretty much spent dressing my loom. I started off by measuring out my warp on a warping board, which is a big rectangular frame with pegs on the sides that are spaced to be just about a yard across - very handy! That took Monday and Tuesday, after which the instructor helped me get the bulk of the warp onto the warp beam, which is the big roll of yarn behind my heddles above. Because of the way we wound the warp on the warping board, there was a handy little cross that helped the threading process immensely. Wednesday and Thursday I worked on threading my heddles.


The threader that I used looks kinda like a modified crochet hook. And, as with a crochet hook, I am not terribly fast or skilled at using it. I also decided to take my ring off, since I was reaching around in the guts of the loom with my feet on all of the pedals to keep the heddle frames up at a reasonable level for working.


By the end of Thursday, I had all of my heddle threaded. Now I'm just hoping that I got all of my pattern right... I made a really dumb mistake early on, by calculating 14 full repeats that came out to a lovely 312 warp threads. Then I read "300" as the final number and didn't get enough warp threads for my beautiful full repeat. However, at the point at which I realized this, like hell I was going to go back... so 13.5 repeats will have to do. Grr.


And, finally, Friday I threaded the warp through the reed and tied it off. Now I'm just waiting for more yarn so that I can start making fabric.


And in the meantime, of course, I'm making fabric in other ways.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

bits and pieces

With my hair the longest it's been in my adult life, I've been struggling a little to find ways to keep it out of my face. I discovered the Dutch braid this summer, which is basically an inside-out French braid, and that has saved me a lot of times, but I have this problem where my hair is really, really straight and slippery when it's dry. This means that I pretty much have to braid it when it's wet, and it also means that cute little Heidi braids (pigtails pinned over the head) and other hairstyles that use bobby pins and regular pins for support just don't work. Enter the amazing hairclip of doom. This morning, I did Dutch braided pigtails and put them in this clip, and it hasn't slipped all day. Hooray!


My other recent favorite is what I think of as the Lara Croft braid: high ponytail with plain old braid.


And, braids aside, I dressed up this morning so that I could wear my new Miz Mooz boots and felt incredibly cute all day despite the wool long underwear necessary to step outside. Like, it was 24 F this afternoon and everybody was like, "Mmm, balmy!" To think that at this time last year, I was in frickin' Bali.


The yarn is Socks That Rock lightweight in Oregon Clover Honey, bought at the amazing Churchmouse Yarn and Tea on Bainbridge Island with my dear mother. Right now I'm so incredibly obsessed with grey, a particular shade of olivey green, and the orange/red/browns like Oregon Clover Honey. Another color jag strikes again.

Except in my weaving project. Some of our yarn came today and I started measuring out my warp in Harrisville Highland wool. I'll have more pictures later in the week when we start weaving, but for now we just have our cones of beautiful, beautiful yarn. These are Highland wool in colors Pearl and Navy.


And hopefully with a little math


And a little work


I'll have more to share on that soon.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

So, I went on vacation(ish)...

So, to begin with: Bali was amazing.

The first night after we flew into Denpasar, we stayed at a hotel called Puri Bebengan, in Ubud, Bali. We were all really tired, after 12 hours of flying and dealing with passports and new money. But that first night, driving to the hotel in the dark with the hot air blowing in through the windows of the van, Bali seemed magical. The unbelievable greenness of everything, the geckos on the walls and their strange clicks, the open rooms and damp gray sheets, and the stray cats and dogs that resided on the front stoop of almost every temple and store on the lane.


This is the bungalow that Becca and I shared on the first day of the trip. I woke up around 6 in the morning, when it was still pitch black outside. After the sun came up, I went out to the porch to see this:


At this point, I figured that if my backyard was this interesting, I might as well check out the rest of the place.


This pool was advertised on the front of the bungalows, but none of us were ever brave enough to actually jump in. When we returned to the hotel on the last day of our trip, I was sitting by the pool around midnight when I noticed an entire bush full of lightning bugs on the other side of the wall.


And this is the front lobby of the hotel. There's a little orange cat that came and hung out with us while we ate breakfast of banana pancakes and coffee. All of the animals on both Bali and Nusa Penida were not considered pets, so most of them were feral and mean. I noticed, though, that cats especially stay very small. This cat was the size of a normal 6-month old kitten, but I'm fairly sure it was full-grown.


After spending a day on Bali, we took a boat like this over to Nusa Penida. I'm not sure if this is the specific boat (probably not, since it's empty) but all of the boats we went on were about this size, fishing boats with big outriggers on the sides. The metal island out in the water is a diving station for Japanese tourists. It's slightly creepy-looking because every time we passed it, it was empty. As we learned, Nusa Penida is surrounded by coral reefs, sharks, and....


Oh hey, guys, dolphins! We got to see dolphins during a boat trip around the island, which was awesome. I've loved dolphins ever since I was a kid, so seeing a pod of bottlenoses made my inner five-year-old incredibly happy. But I'm jumping ahead.

We were picked up at the port on Nusa by a driver named Lindra and a guy named Maldi/Camang, who, along with a guy named Robet, ended up being our translators and guides for the rest of the trip. They drove us up to Mark's house, which was our kitchen and occasional medical facility for the rest of the trip.


The view from Mark's porch was pretty amazing.


The rain rolled in every morning around 10, although sometimes it held off until mid-afternoon. It usually only lasted a few hours, though, and then we could go swimming or go to the village. We soon learned that Bali time is heavily dependent on the weather.


One of the coolest things we got to do was go to temple ceremonies at the Hindu temples on the island. Although most of Indonesia is Muslim, Bali and Nusa Penida are Hindu, and there are many temple ceremonies to mark life and community events. We all bought sarongs and sashes at the market on Nusa, and got to participate in prayers. The community was very accepting of us, and one night we even toured the temples on the island with the young people from Tiagan, the village where we were staying.

Me in temple garments (minus sash - bad me!)


Starting on our third day on Nusa, we started staying with homestay families at night. I had a mixed experience, since I speak basically no Indonesian. I never felt as though I communicated very well, but it was incredibly interesting and humbling to sit, watch, and listen as families interacted and went about their daily chores. Every morning, my homestay mothers (we each stayed with 3 different families) would make me breakfast, usually consisting of mi (noodles) and break-your-face-sweet tea and some Bali cakes, which were little flower-shaped cakes filled with tapioca and chocolate and coffee flavoring. I settled into a routine where I went to bed around 9 pm every night and woke around 6 every morning.

Speaking of which, I should head to bed now, but I will have some more pictures and stories to share soon. Sorry for the delay, the semester just started and I'm still settling into my new responsibilities: 2 chemistry classes, 1 Japanese class, 10 hours of work, and teaching a knitting class - whew!

Hope everyone is doing well!