First, though, I had to run home. I realized that I didn't have the right project with me for the event. A swatch wouldn't cut it. Then I walked up to Circles.
Ah, that's better.
Did I meet other bloggers? You bet your sweet patootie that I met other bloggers! Some of these fine ladies I already knew; others I knew only from their blogs; still others were completely new to me.
Oh, and the Harlot was there, too:
Look, there she is knitting with us. Isn't that a great cardi that she's wearing? Shoot! I forgot to ask her about that.
And here she is again, blogging right along with the rest of us!
One very enjoyable side effect of Ms. Pearl-McPhee's visit has been the extensive blog linking that I've seen in posts about book-signing events. Let's not forget the bloggers who are coming out of the woodwork to attend. Steph, you're getting us together! There are so many great blogs out there. Seems like my Bloglines and Sage subscription lists could use some updating.
What handknit item did I wear? I thought long and hard about wearing the Spring Breeze Top, but in the end I decided to stick with my new tank under a new favorite shirt. I felt cool and collected. All this did not help me be cool and collected when it was my turn in the book signing line. I couldn't help but gush! I think that I managed to stammer out something about how much I enjoy Stephanie's blog (I do, I really do!) and thank her for stopping by Boston. Thank you again, Stephanie, for sharing some of your wit and knitterly wisdom with us.
Then there was a little post-Harlot hang out:
Something wasn't working. Something didn't look quite right. The question was, how do I fix the problem.
This wasn't a technical problem, rather, it was an aesthetic one. The cable was too bold, too heavy for its location. I needed to find something lighter.
Out came the books, and in Mon Tricot, I discovered my solution. Of course, I can't really show you the solution, but if you look carefully at the graph paper, it will give you an idea.
To all my Boston knitbuds: will I see you tonight? I found a copy of At Knit's End when I was in Hah-vahd Squa-yah last night, just before some hapless tourists spilled orange juice all down the back of my coat and into my shoe. Dee-frickin-lightful! How do you clean OJ from the inside of a shoe? But hey, who cares about shoes and coats and all that? I'm going to see The Harlot and I have the book!
Aieee! Giant tank tops!
No, not really. These were some eye candy hanging in the window of one of my LYSs in nearby Brookline Village. When I photographed them in the shop's window, I also picked up the reflections of the buildings across the street from the shop. Doesn't it look a little bit like huge knitted tanks are hanging from the side of that building?
Do you recognize the tank on the left? It was knit by none other than Johanna. Great job on the tank, Johanna!
Who am I to disappoint my blog readership?
There you have it. That's me modeling my tank. As you can see, it's a perfect garment for wearing under my one and only suit.
I noticed something rather strange this morning. The tank's front faded! It must have happened when I dried it outside. I didn't detect any dye bleeding when I blocked it, and it spent no more than six hours in the sun. There are no warnings on the label about poor colorfast-ness with the dye. Is it too much to expect dye to hold up better than that? The color difference is not very noticeable, but it makes me wonder about what to expect with future washings.
Who knew that knitting involved so much computer work?
I'm enjoying the challenge of this pattern, and the thinking involved with it. The problem solving has been wonderful for head clearing. Because I'm sorting out so many things with my knitting, I feel like I'm thinking very clearly indeed. Does that make sense to anyone out there?
Nothing says "I don't know what I"m doing." better than a tangle of yarn resting on my lap.
Why is it so difficult to find the inside end of a machine-made center-pull skein? I know, I know: pull out an odd number of yarns, and your end will be in it. Well I always do that, and most of the time it doesn't work.
My plan was to cast on during the subway ride to Somerville, knit for a time in a café, and then have loads of mindless stockinette to occupy my hands during the movie.
Best laid plans....
I had to cast on twice because my long tail wasn't quite long enough. Then, I spent 20 minutes untangling the wad of yarn that you see in the photograph. By the time I made it inside the cinema, I had only a few rows of ribbing complete. Ribbing and increasing are best done when you can see, and not in a darkened room.
So, what's a knitter to do? I sat back and enjoyed the show! I'm not going all "movie critic" on you, because I don't know enough about films to do that (but believe me, the film crowd was there, and lovin' it!). Suffice it to say I enjoyed the movie, quite a bit, and I'm looking forward to the next Zoller Seitz release. Valentina, DH was looking very fine in his hand-knit scarf.
It's been one silly week on my blog. All of the nice weather must be affecting my brain. Okay, people, enough silly photos from those books! Let's get back to the knitting. We're talking about my knitting, to be more precise.
Here's my Spring Fling Tank in its unblocked glory. The shoulder straps went very quickly, and I was through with the back before I knew it. I originally planned to knit the back slightly lower than the front, and I did just that (as you can see). By eliminating about an inch of straight knitting, and binding off the neck opening immediately, I lowered the back just enough to suit me.
They are the yarnpeople:
Not "yarn people" mind you, but "yarnpeople". Who was working in Bernat's marketing department in 1979?
Now for something completely different: what are you doing this weekend? It's going to rain in Boston. What a perfect opportunity to see a movie! How about this one? I'll be at the 4:00pm show on Saturday (tomorrow!) at the Somerville Theatre. If you're interested, feel free to join me. Valentina, it's okay to knit during the showing, right?
Anyone with a contradictory opinion is not welcome at this blog :-).
Matt and I went to visit my grandmother last weekend. After eating a yummy lunch, she and I were flipping through knitting books. In true grandma fashion she couldn't let me leave her house without a few of those books under my arm. They are a hoot!
I think that woman on the cover is trying to reassure that little girl "Don't worry, the other kids won't make too much fun of you."
Then there is this beauty, Bernat Handicrafter, from 1956:
It's full of all those vintage knitting photos that we've come to love. What's happening in that cover photo? Is the guy on the right smoking a post-match cigar? Did he acutally play tennis wearing a tie, or did he just run down to the courts to talk to his friend?
That is the way I feel with this tank top. "There" is finished, and I am almost done with this top.
I finished knitting the body, and I separated the front and back stitches to shape the armholes and the neckline. Here is where I depart from Alison's pattern. Her yarn was well suited for the cast-on straps that she instructs for her pattern. The texture of the Esprit would hide the change in stitch direction. With my Ibiza, the change in direction would be too distracting.
So, with that in mind, I adjusted the armhole and neckline section of the Shapely Tank Top pattern to suit my gauge. I know that the pattern has good BSC (bra-strap coverage) so I don't have to worry about any surprises when I slip the tank over my head for the first wearing. The front is nearly done, and then it's on to the back.
All the beautiful, sunny weather is extra motivation to knit!
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Is anyone else having trouble with Bloglines today? Is it just me? I can't log in to my account.
It's rather cute, don't you think?
It's the Bevin Tank by Rhode Island knitter Christine Buhagiar, and I think it's just swell. The lacy, Feather and Fan-esque panel in the front is a lovely detail. I found the pattern in the latest issue of Spun. From the title, you might think that this is a 'zine about spinning. Nope, it's about knitting. A couple months ago I tripped over a link to this 'zine on someones blog, and I tripped over a link to the latest issue just the other day.
Christine, I'm curious about the neckline/armhole configuration, especially in the context of bra coverage. You don't, by any chance, have a picture of someone wearing the tank?
Just put this in my to-knit pile. So many great summer knits. So little time.
Help me out here: am I being terribly 1989 by using the word "'zine"? That one is still current, no?
Spring knitting in the green grass....
I'm hoping that the bright sunshine imparts some good summertime vibes to this tank :-). Where did I find this spot o' sun? Here:
Some of you might recognize this as one of the buildings on the campus of UMass Dartmouth, designed by Paul Rudolph (Google Paul Rudolph and read about him on several websites. I was unable to find one good, comprehensive link about his work.) To be precise, this is the library. I won't pass judgement on the architecture one way or the other. I'll let you form your own opinion.
As many of my readers know, I love to knit in public. Give me a café, some coffee or tea, a table and a chair (or a counter and a stool) and I will be content for hours.
I don't think I'm alone in that.
This brings me to my request. I want to start a list of good places to knit in public in the Boston area. Surely there are many cafés and bakeries outside of my usual orbit that are welcoming environments for us knitters. Do you know of any? Can you share their names and locations?
1. No national chains! Don't tell me about the Starbucks, Peets, Au Bon Pain, or any business that you could find in more than two cities in the US. Local or regional chains are okay, but I want the Starbucks alternatives.
2. Make sure that it's a place that you've visted and loved.
There is a new list on my side bar: KIP Boston. You can read the (very) small list that I began. I need your help! Of course, if you contribute you'll receive full credit.
If you have a listing, please email me at subwayknitter[at]yahoo[dot]com, or leave a comment to this post. Include the location's full name, and its address or a nearby landmak (for example, Washington Street, at Forest Hills Station, is fine).
Boston, Orange Line, 6:00pm:
Two knitters meet, swap yarn tips, and depart the train--never to meet again. The woman on the right was doing some interesting things with black trash bags (!). The woman on the left was surprised to find fellow knitters on the subway. It's always great to discover that you're not the only one knitting in a public place.
After those two women left the train, a third woman volunteered that she also knit! She was new to the area and I gave her information about Circles, A Good Yarn, and the Stitch-n-Bitch Boston Yahoo list. I hope she is able to find her way to a meeting soon.
Do you see what knitting in public can start?
I never mentioned the reason for my green swatch.
Mum's the word. Sorry! You'll have to wait and see.
To the lady in the photograph: I don't know who you are, but letting your kids wander unsupervised around Flat Black was one of the most annoying experiences of my day.
Flat Black, incidentally, is a great place for knitting in public. The coffee is excellent; there is a good view to the historic, and oh-so-architecturally-fabulous Baker Chocolate Factory (now condominiums); and the stools are both cool and comfortable (Julia, the divine Miss C would love them).
Yes, I know. With my latest project blog excitement has, ahem, tanked a little bit. Green ribbon yarn, green ribbon yarn, green ribbon yarn. Can this woman do anything else but knit with green ribbon yarn?
Yes, actually, I can.
Green worsted yarn.
This is an in-the-round gauge swatch of my new Cascade 220 Superwash. It is yummy Cascade 220 softness. Just as an aside, 220 in regular or superwash is one of my favorite yarns. It is soft, extremely affordable, and has a huge color selection. This swatch is now drying and awaiting an official gauge taking.
I had a few comments about the fact that I not only swatch, but I wash and dry my swatches before taking a gauge measurement. Truly, it is pure self interest that causes me to do this. My gauge changes when I knit in the round. Hence the in-the-round swatch. Yarns change gauge after a washing, and a few nasty knitting surprises have greeted me after a project's first washing. Hence my swatch washing.
I had the pleasure of knitting with the Thursday-evening Roslindale ladies last week. Wendy, Chris, and Barbara (who is blogless at the moment) are a fine bunch of knitting companions, and I hope to make it back to their usual Thursday haunt very soon. Perhaps it will be this week.
I am breezing along with my Spring Fling Tank. I measured my gauge, adjusted the pattern and added some waist shaping to the body. It would seem that, lately, I cannot knit anything without adding waist shaping. I guess that I'm becoming predictable in my knitting.
I know that it doesn't look like much now, but the tank will take shape in time. Remember the zen of yesterday's post? The knitting is smooth and quick with the Addis; sometimes it's too smooth. A few times stitches have popped off the needle in their eagerness to be worked.
The knitting also goes smoothly when there is nice conversation to accompany it. I had the pleasure of knitting with Ms. Bookish Girl Wendy this week. Unfortunately my camera and my Sharpie were left at chez Subway Knitter, so I couldn't supply Wendy with the hilarity to which she's accustomed when she's out on the town with fellow bloggers. What can I say?
Patience, I tell myself. Patience.
Now that I've settled on a pattern for my Adriafil Ibiza, and bought my Addis, I am so eager to cast on that it is eating at me.
First, I need an accurate measurement of my gauge. This is achieved by washing my swatch and letting it dry.
Then, I need to tweak Alison's very fine pattern. Unfortunately, I don't share in Alison's petite-ness, so I need to adjust it for my size, and for a design change that I want to try. I want the back to dip down a little bit more so that the top is even more flingy, but not enough so that my bra peeks out. I am a firm believer that as an UNDERGARMENT, a bra should remain under a garment and not be sticking out all over the place. All of this requires math. It is not difficult math, but it is math nonetheless. If I want that math to yield an accurate result, I must have an accurate gauge measurement.
I remain zen about all this (yeah, right). The swatch will dry, the gauge will come, the math will be finished all in due time (now, now, now!).
Wild and Woolly wasn't the only yarn store I visited last weekend. On Sunday afternoon I visited one of my LYSs, A Good Yarn. Alison happened to be working that afternoon. I had been eyeing a Classic Elite pattern book since I received the winter edition of Vogue Knitting, but since I had other projects on the needles, its purchase could wait until last weekend.
I also left with this Classic Elite book. Good fodder for project planning.
All this Chibi action over at eBay made me think that one of them might be useful for my own knitting bag. So, for $4.50, I purchased a green one. Sure, mine isn't the I'm-such-a-cool-knitter pink, but then again I paid less than a tenth of the pink price. And really, who cares?
Can someone please explain the pink appeal? Am I missing something? Chibis are little plastic containers to hold your tapestry needles. Clover once made them in pink plastic, now they are made with green plastic. Do the pink ones do something extra special? You better believe that once some Clover executive discovers the allure of the pink Chibi, those machines will be churning out pink ones faster than you can say "reserve met".
...to Blogland and it feels soooo good.
A million thanks to the oh-so-wonderful Johanna and Melanie for pointing me in the direction of Sage for blog-feed updates. I downloaded Mozilla and then Sage, added to it those blogs listed on my blogroll, and I was back in business!
I won't bother extolling all the virtues of Sage over Bloglines. If you're curious, click on over there and try it for yourself. Bloglines isn't accessible at my office, and Sage is (so far). I've been using Sage only for a day or so, and I can see pros and cons of each.
Unfortunately, Johanna's blog is one of those blogs that Sage doesn't read as having an RSS feed :-(. Guess which blogging services Sage only intermittently recognizes. Yup! Blogger and Blogspot! I could subscribe to some blogs, and not to others. Those that initially offered me a subscription later reported error messages. What is wrong over there? I wish I knew.
It feels nice to spread my blog reading throughout the day, instead of rushing through it before I leave the house, or before I eat dinner. I'm not always feeling wise and witty at those times, and a lot of great posts went commentless in my quest to read all my blog friends' updates.
While you're clicking around, add Kathy's new feed to your blogroll. She's made the wise choice to ditch Blogger and set up her own domail. It looks great, Kathy!
What's a knitter to do in Lexington, Massachusetts? Why, go to Wild and Woolly, of course!
Especially when you can walk there. Matt and I spent some of last weekend in Lexington, and of course, I couldn't pass on the opportunity to pick up a couple of things that I needed.
First, this Rowan mag:
I want to knit Venus in Summer Tweed.
Then, this Cascade 220 Superwash, in a bright apple green.
Finally, I bought a Wild and Woolly "Wild Card". It's an interesting concept. For $1.50, I have an unlimited amount of time to buy $320 worth of yarn at the store. When I spend that amount, I receive $30 off anything that I want. Now, I'm not at Wild and Woolly a lot, and it will probably take me a very long time to spend the amount required for the discount. Still, at $1.50 per card, I don't have a great deal of money invested. It's a concept other stores might want to consider.
All in all a great shopping experience. My only complaint would be the hours of operation. Wild and Woolly has terrible hours. No Sunday hours in the summer, and no evenings at any time of the year. The only days when I can shop there are Saturdays, and I'm not often in Lexington on a Saturday. Doesn't anyone realize that we knitters need to work to support a yarn habit?
I hope that all my American readers remembered to "spring forward" last night (unless you're in Arizona). Welcome Daylight Savings Time! Despite the lost hour of sleep last night, I love it. Or perhaps I'm just giddy from the sleep deprivation; you decide.
There's no doubt, however, that I love this Adriafil Ibiza. It's novelty yarn that doesn't get snagged on my needles, and it is touch-all-day soft. I want to make something with it that will be close to my skin. The yarn is heavy, so whatever I make will need to be quite small.
This confirms that Alison's Spring Fling Tank will be perfect. I don't have enough yarn for a Shapely Tank, and besides, I don't think that this yarn will shortrow very well. I have an idea to play with the back neck a little bit, and to beef up the straps. Thicker straps mean added insurance against any potential bra-strap issues (BSIs). I'll let you know what I decide.
Look at my swatch. I started with US 8s, and decided that the knitted fabric was too dense. I switched to US 10s, and not only is the fabric looser and stretchier, the metal needles are very compatible with this yarn (note to self: get some Addis).
I could almost imagine wearing this tank on a little spring fling of my own. Oooh-la-la!
First, it was Blogger. Then, it was the server. I've been cut off from accessing Bloglines at a location where I spend a good chunk of my day (i.e. work). Even when I can get to my blogroll, many of the blogs won't let me post a comment. Come on, Blogger, fix your comment application!
As a substitute for leaving comments on the actual blogs, read on:
Concateknits: Walking or driving in Boston, I'm not sure which is worse. What I love are those pedestrians who waltz out into the street and make the traffic come to a screeching stop for them. Glad to read that you survived the intersection. I am loving your Ribby!
Amber: [The server is also blocking access to Livejournal.] Snark on, my dear! My subscriptions to both VK and IK will expire next winter, and I think that from then on I'll preview the issues at Brookline Booksmith (must support a local, independent book dealer, mustn't we?) or at my LYS, and buy the issue only if I find a pattern to love. Besides, the newsstand copies hit the streets weeks before we lowly subscribers receive ours. That reality must be punished, and the best way I can think to do that is to drop my subscriptions.
This really stinks! Does anyone know how I can load my blogroll onto my blog and use some sort of "recently updated" indicator?
Look at the time of this post, and I've already been up for almost an hour! This time of year it is painfully obvious who is the morning person 'round these parts :-).
Lest I stir Mother Nature into giving us one more wallop of winter. Maybe, just maybe, it's time to put the wool and the winter knits away.
I pulled this out of my stash bin last night:
Can you see it? The "yarn" looks like strips of torn t-shirts. I have ten balls of this stuff. I'm hoping that it's enough for a simple tank (or maybe this), and that it doesn't look too ridiculous on my needles.
Besides this, my stash bin is not worth photographing. Trust me!