It’s a funny thing, inspiration. Sometimes I like to just be presented with possibilities, like going to the yarn store and find a yarn I like and then work from there with what to make. Other times I have a clear vision on what I want and then I need to find the yarn that fits my vision. I find these two ways to get inspired are quite opposite each other, one is input from outside, to expose myself to inspiration and then pick and choose, the other comes from within and ends in searching for the right thing. Both have their pros and cons. To have an open mind can lead to totally new things and the material is right there when I’ve found my inspiration and made my choice but what if the exposure doesn’t lead to anything, what if I don’t find anything tempting? To have a vision is comfortable, I know where I’m heading and I have a clear idea but what if my vision is too precise and I never find anything that fits it? I don’t know which of these two I prefer, I’ve had good and bad experiences with both. Maybe the exposure one is a little simple, provided that it actaully works, but the vision one is better if it’s a big and important decision, do what you actually want and not just what’s available.
This weekend was a little crazy when it came to inspiration through vision. I had a vision for a card that I’m making in which I needed the perfect lime green to go with some pink paper that I already have. I had found a good paper online, the one to the left in the picture, but it was discontinud (just my luck, why does this always happen when it comes to visions?). Now, I am a little crazy, especially when it comes to color. I guess it’s the artist in me who is very decisive when it comes to matching colors. When the paper I found was not available I didn’t give up or settled for another color, no, I found myself a web page with a lot of papers (I actually didn’t realize at first exactly how many) and then I looked through the catalogue of all individual papers and put the ones that could work and seemed similar to “my” lime green paper in the cart. Then I looked at my lime green papers in the cart and started to really compare them to the ideal one and one by one I narrowed it down till I only had a hand full left. These I ordered, since I learned the hard way that you shouldn’t trust pictures on a screen. Now, all I have to do is hold my thumbs (as we do in Sweden, instead of keeping our fingers crossed) that one of these sheets of papers will work as well as I imagine with my pink paper.
In the end I realized that I looked at over 7500 papers yesterday, that was over 500 pages with 15 different sheets of paper on each page. Can you imagine how much inspiration through exposure I got from that?
Ever since before Christmas I’ve been in a literary draught. Nothing pleases me, nothing is to my desire. Over Christmas I managed to relax enough that I could sit down with an approachable book but after Christmas it was back to the draught. I have been listening to some Agatha Christie audio books while bobbin lace and when I found a Swedish translation of Dorothy Sayers’ Gaudy Night on a shelf, I tried it, if one crime novel writer could work, maybe also another. It did actually. I’ve been looking forward to this book, it has made me late and made me stay up at night. That’s a good sign for a book. Unfortunately it ended all too quickly and I was bookless once again with no desire to read.
Apparently Sayers worked so I decided that I would continue on that track. I Went down to the Uppsala English Bookshop and entered and told Stina what I was looking for. Isn’t it wonderful thing that there are people who immeadiately understands when you tell them that you are in need of Dorothy Sayers, not just as a book but as something bigger. Stina understood and together we discussed Sayers and Lord Peter Wimsey and Harriet Vane and rules of translation and it was great. I left with five books and hopefully this will keep me occupied of a while. This might be at least a few hours of rain in the huge literary draught.
I finished this shawl some time ago. It took me a week to just get to blocking. Now it has been blocked for a week and I still haven’t woven in the ends. And it’s not going to happen to night either. I am just so tired. Today I managed to finally get to zumba practise, it was great and amazing and so tiring, both physically and apparently also mentally because I’m exhausted. No weaving in of ends tonight and instead I’m going to bed, immeadiately. Good night!
This weekend there was another meeting with the Bobbin Lace Guild. For every time there is a meeting like this or a bobbin lace class I try to have made a lot of progress on my lace but my expectations are way too high. I simply seem to forget that during weekdays I only have half an hour here and there to work on the lace and the only time I actually get a bigger chunk is during weekends. So how on earth did I think I could make at least 30 cm after bobbin lace class on Wednesday evening and Bobbin Lace Guild meeting on Saturday morning? Well, I didn’t make 30 cm between those two events but I made some and that was good too. However, sometimes it is a good way of measuring that I’ve actually made progress, for example, to look at how much lace there was on the first guild meeting back in January and how much it was this time. I had actually made more than two meters in between meetings and that’s really something.
Someone assured me that there we be summer again. I’m sceptical but surrounded myself with some pink yarn, put on some 90′s pop on and carried on. So, to make myself believe that there actually can be a summer again I’m showing you a green cowl.
Some greens are just the exact right shade and this one is. That became clear when I had brought it to work to show my co-workers and one of them came in, held it in her hand and we all saw that it was her color. She has red hair and spends a lot of time in Italy so has usually a very nice tan and this green perfectly brought out all that. To not make her something out of it would have been a crime and so I made this. To make it was a little tricky, it included a lot switching needles but I think the result made it worth it (even though it will be a while before I make another one).
Pattern: Lace Texture Cowl by Karen D. Kendrick-Hands. Yarn: BFL fingering from Blue Moon Fiber Arts, color Crabby Apple Green.
I don’t know if it’s the weather (the Picture is from yesterday, today the rain is pouring) or the fact that I’m mostly making with laces or that it’s just that time of the year but I feel really uninspired. Very few things are fun and there is no energy. I knit on the White lace because I have to but when I’m done for the day I don’t have any energy left to move on to something less white. It took me a week just to block the latest finished MKAL shawl. I just want to lie on the couch and watch TV but when I do I feel bad that I’m not doing anything more important and then I feel even worse because I have no intention nor energy to do anything more important. I mean, I don’t even want to knit. I could have understood it if I was sick of the white lace and was hungering for something else to cast on but it’s not even that. I know that potentially there are a lot of delicious yarn in my stash but I have absolutely no idea what to do with it and no desire to find out either. I hope this stops soon (and I really hope at least on of the laces is done soon) because this can’t go on much longer.
I’m not sure this is a good idea. I’m a bit tired of making white lace in various forms and thought a new MKAL would be a good break. That was before I found out the yarn kit containd mostly dark blue and gray. And it is February too, not a good combo. Stylish, sure, but also boring. We’ll see how this turns out.
I know you must me sick and tired of looking att half finished white laces by now but I just wanted to tell you that yesterday I reached 4.2 meters, or 40%. Pretty darn good, if I may say so.
I’m contemplating a new color combo and in order to do so I’ve had some yarn lying on my desk today, so that I can look at it every now and then and see if it disturbs me or if it fits. So far I’ve only had good thoughts about it, it brightens up the day, and I feel especially drawn to the fuschia. What do you think?
Oh, yes, it’s Mardis Gras, oh, yes, it’s Mardis Gras! I love Mardis Gras, I love Swedish Lenten buns and no one makes as good Lenten buns as my mum. The almond paste is perfect and she always make some with less whipped cream for me since I can’t eat whipped cream. I’ve written about this before but Mardis Gras is just so Lovely it is worth mentioning again. When Mardis Gras is here you know that Easter is not far away and Easter comes in the spring, hence spring is not far away (yes, I’m aware that Easter is not the same dates every year but really, have you ever heard of Easter coming in the winter?). So, it’s Mardis Gras and spring is around the corner. What more could one ask for?