The Kitty’s out of the Bag (At Last!)

Remember that teaser I shared at the beginning of August?  Well, the “Kitty” is out of the bag, so to speak.  Kitty Hawk, my pattern in the fall Steampunk pattern lineup at The Sanguine Gryphon is up!

It’s inspired by the fabulous attire worn by aviators around the turn of the 20th century and motorcycle gear of today — fitted, textured leather and sturdy securing straps translated into knitwear… with some fine detailing as an homage to the age of the Victorians.  I definitely have plans to knit up another set for regular fall and winter wear.  I think the mitts will look pretty awesome with a certain cape I’ve been eyeing on http://anthropologie.com.

My sample is knit up in two absolutely stunning colours of Bugga! Oak Timberworm (the dark one) and Owl Moth (the light one).  You’ll have to visit their pattern page to see the colours in their best light, along with all the other fabulous and beautifully styled fall patterns.   (I have to say, this is one of the best pattern collections I’ve come across.  If they wanted to release the whole fall collection as a book, I’m pretty sure I’d be among the first to preorder… it goes without saying that I’m totally honored to be a part of it!)

It comes in 4 sizes for both the hat and mitts to fit most men and women (although if you’re trying to knit a pair for, say, Rick Fox, I’m not sure even the largest mitt size would accommodate his huge hands).   It’s a quick knit (I finished my sample, including swatching and frogging and swatching and knitting and frogging and reknitting and writing the pattern in about 3 weeks); the mitts are easily done by an advanced beginner or intermediate knitter; the hat requires a bit more skill and patience but is also pretty straightforward in terms of construction.

And the very best part?  Looking forward to seeing what knitters do with this pattern.  I’m really looking forward to seeing some of these out in the wild!

2 Inches a Day

After a fit of being determined to finish things, I seem to have fallen into a bout of startitis. (In all honesty, that fit of determination may not have been so much an actual fit of determination as it was habit resulting from a spell of knitting a bunch of things that had actually had deadlines and not just deadlines, but deadlines that were pretty close to each other, close enough that it was easy to fall into a pattern of saying to myself “Well. That’s off the needles, what needs to be finished next?” But, I digress). I blame September, season of wardrobe updates and new beginnings and change and potential…

On the one hand, the startitis is great. I have a new sock on the needles that is so addicting to knit that I’ve nearly completed the first sock after casting on three days ago, ripping out all my work, starting over, casting on again and spending all day yesterday at a Renaissance Faire (which was totally awesome, except that it was kind of ridiculously and uncomfortably hot. Thank goodness for gelato and cider). I have a testknit of a pattern that I want to release soon-ish on the needles, and a third sock occupying another set of my sock needles. I have a swatch and a plan for another garment… I’m just working on convincing myself that I can cope with magic loop, just this one time, because I really don’t want to buy two short circs that I will probably not use ever again and because dpns just wouldn’t work in this scenario.

I am still, despite all of this, making progress on the shrug, though progress is slow and really, there’s not much to show you that’s interesting. I think the only way to make it interesting would be to take photos of it as it grows on a day-by-day basis and compile them into some kind of time-lapse video and I’m just not that sort of diligent documentarian.

The point is, I’m hitting the doldrums. That point where you’ve come a long way, but there’s still a really long way to go. Long enough, in fact, that the end seems just beyond the horizon. (I think this is approximately the point where second sock syndrome hits for many a sock knitter, and I kind of wish it had a name for sweater knitters or lace knitters or knitters who knit anything other than a sock. Second sleeve syndrome? Forty percent blues?)

My solution: In an effort to exercise some of that determination that I must have hiding somewhere given that I actually finished every project that I cast on in July before mid-September, I decided that whatever else I work on, the shrug must progress at a rate of 2 inches per day before I work on other projects. It might mean slower progress than I’d have if I had a deadline or were a slightly more monogamous knitter with a slightly higher boredom threshold than the one I’ve been blessed/cursed with… but it also means there’s a real shot that I’ll finish this fall garment before the end of, well, fall.

2 inches. I can commit to that. Right?

A reluctant sweater knitter?

Once upon a time, I fancied myself a dedicated accessory knitter.  I knit socks and wristwarmers and the occasional scarf and… well, actually, that was about it.  Then I got bitten by the lace bug — or rather, I made the very intelligent decision that giving my bridesmaids something more versatile and wedding-wearable than a pair of socks was perhaps a better way to go and THAT was when the lace bug bit.  (Nevermind that I haven’t knitted a shawl yet.  Then again, it hasn’t yet been a year since my wedding and I started designing this year and my lace design skills aren’t where I want them to be just yet, at least not for the purposes of shawl design and…)  Of course, after four shawls, I wanted a kind of respite from big lace projects, so I did some spinning, and then I knit a pair of socks and then I sent myself into the throes of sweater knitting.

Apparently, I haven’t looked back.  While my first few pattern ideas were (more or less) for accessories, the two major ones that I’m working on this fall, in terms of new garments (patterns for old garments don’t count — that’s an entirely different part of the design process) are both garments.  A shrug with a giant lace shawl collar and a squishy cabled, tie-waist open vest.  I’m blaming my wanderings in Europe and perusal of window displays and department store settings for my current fashion sensibilities and for a strong desire to knit comforting, soft, squishy things for fall.

The shawl-collared shrug is called Sapphire.  I’m working it up in Wollmeise Lace-Garn in an unnamed experimental colourway that I acquired via a lace grab bag sometime last spring.  The colour is dark blue with some deep purple and black bits and just incredibly lovely overall.  It has just enough variation to give it some depth and interest and not so much that it seems like the kind of thing it’d be hard to sneak into my wardrobe as a garment for regular wearing.  I do have to admit, though that I kind of wish that I either liked a more open gauge or was using a thicker yarn… 3 mm needles make for slow going.

“Don’t limit yourself by thinking of yourself as strictly a sock or lace or sweater designer; try everything,” was the advice an older designer gave to new designers a while ago on some forum on Ravelry.  I don’t think I meant to take it… but seeing as I’ve now designed mitts, socks, panties, a choker, a fascinator, a hat and am now working a sweater, well, I guess that advice sunk in deeper than I thought.

Early Fall and a Finished Object!

I can’t believe we’re nearly halfway through September!  The calendar turns officially to fall in just over a week and I’m already feeling some of it’s fresh crisp air creeping in to the last days of Summer.  (Though honestly, summer here has pretty much been cold and damp which means I’ve spent a lot of it thinking about fall and winter and seasons in general and kind of missing the days when I lived in places where the seasons were really different from each other).  I’m pretty excited about this — I love fall, and my life has been run on an academic calendar for so long that I tend to think of years as beginning in August and ending in July.  It probably helps that I age every July, too, so my years of work and my years of me tend to coincide.  Anyway.  Fall.  Knitting season, time for cute boots and layers of camisoles and long sleeved shirts and cardigans and other soft squishy knitwear.  I’m excited.  And my fingers are twitching with anticipation of the lovely knits I have planned for the coming months.  As to what’s been happening in the last little while, well…

I finally finished my Hawaiian Diamonds (Rav link) top.  The yarn is Sundara Yarn Fingering Silky Merino in two limited edition colours, and the pattern is Themis by Gryphon Perkins from The Sanguine Gryphon Summer 2010 Pattern Collection.  The buttons on the shoulders came from a tiny, crowded yarn shop in Lausanne.  (La Mercerie, it’s called.  Tiny, really, and packed, floor to ceiling with all kinds of beautiful yarns and embroidery threads and an amazing array of buttons.  It’s the kind of shop where it feels like a young woman in a novel who’s down and out or just simply lost and messy would rediscover herself under the mentoring and patient kindness of a much older shop owner.  Cozy.)  I felt like the garment needed something floral to soften its geometry and these reminded me of well, that.  Plus they’re kind of like cameos (or at least, they remind me of cameos) which I fell and fell hard for years ago on my first trip to Italy.

I knit the pattern pretty much as written, except for the part where I decided that bobbles weren’t really my style and  proceeded to replace the bobble rib with a 2 x 3 twisted rib for the waist and 1 x 2 twisted rib on the cuffs.  They’re also a bit shorter than the pattern suggests, in part because I have short arms and in part because I really wanted to highlight the pretty drape of the lace.

I can’t wait to wear it.  I’m pretty sure it will look great with any one of my lace trimmed camis and some  dark wide-leg jeans or herringbone trousers (still looking for those.  If anyone finds a really great pair, do let me know!).  I love the thought of a little bit of lace peeking out from the bottom edge of the rib, and I love how this top fits into my wardrobe.  It’s dressy and pulled together without being fussy which totally fits my “vintage hipster” (as a friend called it) fashion sense (another argument for the cameo-styled buttons), and the boat neck is super flattering.  I have been blessed/cursed with narrow, sloping shoulders, so I’m pretty much a fan of anything that makes them look broader.  (This includes horizontal stripes.  Go figure).  Love.  Love love love.

I also started something new, but that will have to wait for another post.

Places into Lines, Lines into Patterns

I’ve spent the last week and a half or so traipsing about Switzerland (my day job sent me to a conference in Lausanne and I’ve taken advantage of the enclosing weekends to do some sightseeing research.

I can definitely say that I’m headed home full of ideas, some based on garments I’ve seen in shop windows (as an aside, I now have proof of a sort that the Europeans believe Americans have no taste — the Missoni garments here have absolutely stunning use of fabric and colour. Nothing I’ve seen of that label in the US even comes close. It’s like we get their “well, this was an experiment, and we’re not really happy with it, but you’re so garish over there, you’ll probably buy it anyway” line. But I digress.) and most based on the places I’ve been. I think of Lavaux as the curving lines of terraced vineyards. Lausanne is a collection of wrought iron balconies, each with its own unique pattern. Zurich is a city of clock towers surrounded by gentle waves (there’s no mistaking that the Swiss are expert watchmakers here; watches in every window and I think I counted 4 different and very grand clock towers during my wander through the city this afternoon). Zermatt is defined by the mountain peaks that surround it standing guard over the town and by the glaciers that creep between peaks and flow into crevices. By wooden architecture with bright shutters and vibrant flowers.

I’d love to spend more time, capturing the quieter places and taking more than a day or two to absorb ambiance. But, you know, I’ll take what I can get.

My “notebook” (a set of files on my iPad) is full of sketches and scribbles and I think I have knitting fodder for a good six months. It’s an exciting journey, this trip from knitter to designer, especially the part it’s playing in changing how I look at the world. I pay more attention to detail… but also to essences and to abstractions.

(I think this is why I’ve been a fan of the Hipstamatic app for my iPhone, lately. I didn’t pack the SLR for this trip due to it being heavy and my being weak and something of a clothes horse, and I found that my point-and-shoot wasn’t doing the things that I wanted it to do. I spent time fiddling with the technology, trying for something better than snapshots but nowhere near what my SLR can do and eventually abandoned it in favor of more impressionistic photography options. I wanted photos, but I also wanted to be really present and see with my eyes and my heart and not with my camera. So something that creates the old and awkward and impressionistic and arty has been a good fit).

I’ve been knitting, some, (I knit 3000 stitches on a train between Munich and Zurich, yet somehow this only added about 3″ of length to the sweater I wrote about in my last entry, and I’ve been working on the second of my Blue Greenhorn socks, but that’s bizarrely slow going), but mostly I’ve preferred to observe and to think. I guess that happens to all of us, sometimes.

I expect the knitting to increase when I return to my “normal” life. Minus 8 hours of knitting on my flight to the US. Apparently they don’t let knitting needles on planes in Switzerland, and after my adventure with Airport Security in New Zealand, I’m not interested in taking chances this trip.

Something Simple, Something Soothing

So, remember how once upon a time, I was cruising along on a sweater? The cruising got put on pause while some stealthy things took precedence. Actually, so did my day job. And a visit with my husband’s family. But, I digress. I’d gotten as far as picking up the waist stitches and even knitting a number of rounds in what should have been a pretty wavy-rib pattern.

Should have been. In reality, what I ended up with was this messy-looking sampler of ways one could theoretically do a wavy rib, in the round, evenly over 150 or so stitches. No, I don’t have pictures. I thought I could live with it… and then after a month of being picky about many details of many projects, I realized that I really couldn’t.

So I ripped, and I puzzled and I picked up the stitches all over again (neater this time, too, because I wasn’t in a hurry) and I realized that after a solid month of very cerebral knitting, I wanted to do something simple. Something pretty, but mindless. (I should note as an aside, here, that cerebral is not to be confused with difficult. The sort of thing that makes you really have to pay attention. All. The. Time. As opposed to difficult which is the kind of thing where the stitch count changes on every row and the pattern is full of k3togs and sssks).

I came up with this. 2 x 3 twisted rib in round after round after round after round. I like that it’s textured and structured (in opposition to the lace) and that it’s linear and simple and geometric (as a complement to the lace diamonds). I also love that it’s mindless. I can start and stop, pick up and drop off anywhere I choose. I can get bored after a couple of rounds and move to another project and come back and know just where I was. I don’t worry about “stopping points” other than the occasional measurement for length. Simple, clean, elegant, pretty… and, what I wanted most (or maybe even needed) right about now, soothing.

No Screencaps Here

It might be old news, at this point, but geek that I am, I love my iPad.

This is more than just being a general Apple FanGirl (which, although I have and use and appreciate many of their products, I’m not.  I don’t believe that every single thing they make is amazing, nor do I think they can necessarily do it all better than the competition).

But the iPad.  Wow.

I like being able to actually see my stash and browse patterns and so on on Ravelry without feeling like I should be wearing reading glasses at the ripe old age of 28.  I like being able to answer forum posts, and post to my blog, and comfortably make notes about patterns I’m working on.  I really like that I have a convenient place to scribble my design ideas, whenever and wherever I am.  Not that my little moleskine quadrille notebooks didn’t serve that function, but since I mostly carry pens, the sketches were much harder to edit and erase.  Now I just press an “undo” button.  When I’m done, I email the sketch to myself and I have a vector design that I can fine tune in Illustrator and import directly into my submission sheets.

This neat little trick turns out to be pretty fantastic for drawing diagrams and schematics, too.

But the BEST part?  The iPad has made it miles easier to work on patterns wherever I am.  I suppose it wouldn’t make much difference if I were the sort of knitter who worked on projects one at a time, or where I never wrote on my patterns.  But since I am not that sort of knitter (quite the opposite, actually, I tend to be working on at least 4 projects at any given time… and the actual, physical pattern that I’ve been working on tends to look rather the worse for wear by the time I’m finished with it what with all my folding and highlighting and notemaking and… ), the difference is huge.

I can take screen caps and open them in a sketch program and highlight where I am.  This has made chart-reading go particularly smoothly in the last few patterns I’ve worked — it’s cut back on my tinking by cutting back substantially on my propensity to forget what row I was working or misread up a row or down a row halfway through a chart.  And pattern keepers have just never worked the way I’ve wanted them to.  I can even expand charts so that I’m only looking at a small portion.  Especially awesome for those situations where charts have lots of symbols, some of which are very complex and easily blurred if the charts are teeny.

There’s also the bit about how I can now scribble notes (or type them neatly so that they’re easier to read later) about where I left off or where I made a particular modifcation so that even if I put the project down for a while to work on another distraction project, I’ll know what it was and where I made it.

Oh and the best part?  No losing pages.  Somehow the iPad stays on my lap a lot better than a partially folded piece of paper.

It’s a happy thing.  It has made my knitting life better.  (It has also made my professional life better, but that is a bit beyond the scope of this blog).

Buttons, Steampunk and a Hint of a Teaser…

I have this sort of love affair with buttons.   Just ask my husband, who waited very patiently while I spent over an hour in a tiny button store in Cardiff while we were on vacation picking out more buttons that I’d care to count.

I think I brought home at least 20 different styles.

The thing about loving buttons is that it would be really great if I really liked making button loops or button holes.  I’d be using buttons all the time.  Trouble is, I hate making button holes.  I imagine that I’ll eventuall figure out how to do it in a way that doesn’t make me want to turn my needles against myself, but, until that becomes absolutely necessary, I think I’ll be one of those people who finds many alternative (read: decorative) uses for buttons.

Decorative buttons, actually, are one of my favorite things about the Steampunk aesthetic. (Another is bustles.  And fingerless mitts, because I live in San Francisco and suffice it to say that while none of my jackets are very heavy, I pretty much don’t leave home without one.  Even in August.  But I digress.)   They might serve a real purpose… then again, they don’t need to.  They add ornament and beauty and, if they’re the right sort of buttons, a fabulous industrial feel to just about anything.  Which is why they’re a part of my design for the Steampunk pattern collection that The Sanguine Gryphon is releasing in a couple of months.

I’m particularly excited about a few gems I found from TreasureCast.  Good sizes, good colors, cast in pewter or antique brass finish which gives them a nice sturdy feel that I absolutely love and they make a steampunk line that includes more than just watch parts.  Not that I’m against watch parts, mind you, but it’s pretty darn neat to see gears and rivets and (the set that I’m currently eyeing), buttons cast from an actual bolt.

I’m excited about other aspects of my pattern, too.  It’s been a fun idea, a fun design (a challenge, but then, I like challenges), a fun knit and, well, I can definitely see rearranging and reconstructing it in a variety of ways.

I can’t really say more than that, now, except maybe to say that I was very much inspired by  leather, goggles and pirate airship commanders.

Oh, and I can show you a little tease from one of my swatches.

Curiosity piqued?

Stash-specific yarn dieting and the Sweet Spot of Turnover

Revved up to write with nothing to say.  It’s like being all dressed up with nowhere to go, except it’s the blogger’s version of it.

I thought about writing about how my “yarn diet” this month had helped me to knit through a pretty substantial amount of yarn over the last two weeks, seeing as how my Hawaiian Diamonds (rav link) top is about half finished… which is a pretty awesome feat, but I have to admit that I feel sort of wrong writing about a yarn diet when I would be a lousy example of a dieter this month.  Suffice it to say, my birthday was last week so I treated myself to some birthday yarn, I got lucky and stumbled upon a Wollmeise Lace update at The Loopy Ewe the next day and treated myself to MORE birthday yarn, and… well, suffice it to say that the only thing resembling a “yarn diet” about this month is that the project I’m working on for my diet will result in a reduction of my stash of the particular yarns I am using.  (That is, I haven’t acquired any Sundara Fingering Silky Merino since beginning the project and intend to avoid any further acquisitions during the time I am knitting this project).

I suppose I could call myself a “yarn-specific” dieter.  I don’t tend to do well when attempting to abide by a strict “knit from stash” policy… but an “I have too much of x  yarn so I will not buy any more of it until I have knit through n skeins in my stash” policy?  It kind of works.  Sometimes.

It also works better with some business models than with others.  It works very well when colors are predictable and likely to be around for a great while, or, almost paradoxically, when colors are one-offs and likely to be gone and I’ll never see or think of them again.  (As much as I’ve thought I’d kick myself often for impulse yarn purchases I didn’t make, it’s totally not true.  The ones I generally kick myself for are the ones that I’ve thought about for weeks or months and then decided to make only to discover that the particular yarn I wanted sold out only a few days before I finally made a decision to cough up my cash.  It happens with clothing, too).

I guess there’s a sweet spot of turnover rate that results in maximum purchasing for me.  It’s probably somewhere around every 2 months.  But that’s just a guess.

(In other news, I’m still stealth knitting.  I’m also doing a wee bit of spinning for the first time in, oh, months.  I’m kind of liking this “being home” thing).

A Shift in Perspective

I would like to say, before I begin this post, that I am really glad that I started this blog when I was a brand new knitter.  In part because I like to see how I’ve changed, over time, but in part because I like to look at my old self and my current self and see where my perspectives on things have changed and why.

Today’s subject:  Pattern sales and pattern purchases.

This comes from a conversation I had with a friend a few months ago — she was telling me about a pattern she’d seen in a yarn store that she’d love to knit and that reminded her of me, and then proceeded to tell me that, of course, she decided against it, because the pattern cost money.  My first reaction surprised me.  Instead of sympathizing with her about how expensive patterns can be, I found myself inwardly disagreeing.  I had a sudden shout of my inner voice saying “Designing is hard work and designers should be paid for it!”

Then I thought back to a couple of years ago, when I was just beginning to really learn to knit and afraid to turn a heel on a sock and realized that I absolutely chose things to knit because the patterns for them were free.  In part because I didn’t want to spend money on a pattern and have it turn out to be too difficult, and in part because, well, I just didn’t see the point.   Why buy a pattern when there were so many beautiful projects to be made from free online publications like knitty.com?

My how times change.

I started with books, figuring that they could teach me skills that I didn’t have, and they have and I’ve made some beautiful things from various pattern books.  Then I grew into individual patterns because I decided that I wanted to knit lace stoles for the four lovely women in my wedding party and I wanted them to be different from each other and reflective of the people I was knitting for.  And then, sometime last fall, I started to realize that I didn’t really need the patterns any more.  I’d made enough things based on other people’s instructions and my own history of sewing that I understood the basics of how knitting works… or at least I understood them well enough for my own purposes.

Funnily, though, it hasn’t stopped me from buying patterns.  My most recent cast-on is Themis (rav link) from The Sanguine Gryphon’s summer pattern line.

Now, this pattern (as it says in its blurb) is not complicated.  It doesn’t actually use any techniques that I don’t know in terms of construction or knitting.  I have other garments at home with a similar shape and fit, and lots of stitch dictionaries, so reverse-engineering it, if that’s what I wanted to do, would be a matter of taking some time to pick out a stitch pattern, knit a gauge swatch, do a little math, and start knitting.

I was tempted to do this, guys, I really was.  And six months ago, or maybe even a year ago if I’d been brave/focused enough to work on sweater knitting at the the time, I might have done just that.  But the thing is, this garment wasn’t my design.  It wasn’t my Idea.  It was someone else’s design and someone else’s idea and that person had put time and energy into turning that idea into a set of instructions so that I didn’t have to.

I decided that despite whatever modifications I was going to make (and there are some that I have planned — I’m not real crazy about the idea of putting a bunch of bobbles on a part of my body that I’d like to make look slimmer, so I think I might use a plain rib or even a wavy rib instead — and I really wanted to use a silk/merino blend stash yarn so that I’d get extra drape in the top section), I was still borrowing a lot of ideas from the original garment.  Not just as an inspiration but as a pretty fundamental guideline for the top I wanted to make.  And I felt that doing that meant that I needed to buy the pattern.

Funny how I’m more inclined to buy patterns, especially from independent designers, now that I need them less than I ever have, because I can more fully appreciate the work that goes into producing them and I want to support that work.  Time changes all thing, I guess, especially perspective.