This page is a archive of recent entries in the It Happened in Brooklyn category.
I Heart New York is the previous category.
KIP is the next category.
You might wonder why there's only one sleeve there. Well, my row gauge was a bit off (actually a lot off) and as a result my sleeve caps were a bit too short. Idiot that I am, however, I didn't bother to compare the caps to the sweater body until I finished knitting both sleeve. DUH-uhhhh!
Oh well, lesson learned. And, the reknitting really went quickly, thanks to some Saturday knitting at the Brooklyn Museum Sculpture Garden. The Yarn Monkey and Eliza are organizing these Knit PH (that's Knit Prospect Heights, for the non Brooklyn-ites in the audience) meetups outdoors (more information at the Meetup website). I have to say there has seldom been better KIPing weather. My apologies, however, for being a bit anti-social and sticking to the bench (with back support) rather than the round benches surrounding the trees.
You might wonder why there's only one sleeve there. Well, my row gauge was a bit off (actually a lot off) and as a result my sleeve caps were a bit too short. Idiot that I am, however, I didn't bother to compare the caps to the sweater body until I finished knitting both sleeve. DUH-uhhhh!
Oh well, lesson learned. And, the reknitting really went quickly, thanks to some Saturday knitting at the Brooklyn Museum Sculpture Garden. The Yarn Monkey and Eliza are organizing these Knit PH (that's Knit Prospect Heights, for the non Brooklyn-ites in the audience) meetups outdoors (more information at the Meetup website). I have to say there has seldom been better KIPing weather. My apologies, however, for being a bit anti-social and sticking to the bench (with back support) rather than the round benches surrounding the trees.
So Saturday dawned, hot and steamy, as World Wide Knit in Public Day. I'm not sure what's so special about that for me, because (as you know) I KIP every day, but I'm not one to let such an event go by unnoticed.
Given that chez Subway Knitter, BK was mere steps from the meeting site, I thought that it would be especially foolish to miss out.
So, about 1pm I donned hat and sunglasses and made my way slowly to the Brooklyn Museum.
The Brooklyn Museum is this amazing institution housed in an equally amazing structure on Eastern Parkway. I can't hardly believe that I live so close to it and have visited only once. Shame on me.
Siting on the steps of the museum, you are treated to a show by the fountain:
And, if you're lucky, a breeze blows some water spray your way.
Anyway, Saturday marked visit number two. I must admit that I approached the gathering with a bit of anxiety. Would I know anyone? Would people be nice? Would people think that I was silly for bringing a cardigan sleeve to a knitting event?
The thing about knitting, or any hobby I suppose, is that it gives you an entry line with anyone else who shares your interest. So, "What are you knitting?" immediately morphs into "Where did you buy that yarn?" "What do you think of that store?" "Oh, you live near there? So do I!" And suddenly you have more in common that just the knitting.
This was all very nice for me, because I don't participate in a Brooklyn knitting circle. Spiders is about all the knitting group time I have every week. Still, I hear that there's more BK KIPing planned for next Saturday. I might just need to stop by and catch up.
It's been a long time since we've seen one of these. I was beginning to feel rather lonely, riding the rails of the MTA and seeing just my needles and yarn.
Luckily, I missed a bus yesterday morning. It was one of those mornings where we left three minutes to make a four minute walk, and the bus zoomed by just out of reach. Of course, I was cursing myself as it happened. But then another, different bus came, one which caused us to get to our destination by way of the F train.
What's she got on the needles? Certainly it's not a pair of the Mittens of the Beast.
So, Sven and I are walking down Union Street in Park Slope last weekend, and I glance over to my right and see this:
This awning is new, put up within the past month or so. Can you read it? It reads "Fiber Notion". Fiber Notion, I wonder what that's about. I'm desperately hoping that it's not solely a yarn store (I like yarn stores as much as the next person, but really, how many does one neighborhood need?) Stitch Therapy is just up the road, and I like it (and it's closer to my apartment).
What I don't have abundant access to is fabric and sewing notions. For fabric, the closest place I know is BG (And BG rocks. I love it.). Sewing notions? I'll bet that I need to head into Manhattan for anything but a spool of thread.
So, with a great deal of excitement, I went to Fiber Notion's website. Hmmm, while there is fabric, the inventory seems geared toward quilters. Not that that's a bad thing. And perhaps the online inventory is slightly edited. I await the grand opening.
I wonder if they'll offer quilting classes. Yeah, that's just what I need for spring: another hobby.