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Aug. 29th, 2014 11:51 pmI have an idea
this is a dangerous thing I have discovered
it means i'm about try to construct something that wont work
Despite everyone telling me I'd hate sewing, I love the fact I can find this particular thing out, much more quickly and in the pattern stage.
Its based on an arran where the pieces don't go straight up and down.
I had a picture of an Aran jumper where the pattern was not on the vertical, it wandered at angles. I can’t find the picture, I have only the vision and the beginnings of a plan.
I have something of a love/hate relationship with Arans. I hate it when people do them in cream yarn that doesn’t show the cables knitted in the wrong gauge and they droop on the hanger like so much sloughed skin. However, cables I like cables, cables in the right wool I love, twisting shoots of yarn. My cables don’t follow set patterns, they wander and repeat at will.
So I figured my arran jumper should as well, the center panel wont go up and down it lurches across me to snuggle my left shoulder, the rest of it descends in puzzle pieces each with their niche. Each ignoring the pull of cables to be anchor ropes, straight up from the floor and thinking more of plants, nets and shooting stars.
More tomorrow…
In the meantime, have a Brooklyn Tweed blog entry, which is along similar lines of what I’m aiming for, without the collaborative aspect.
Though that would be awesome also
this is a dangerous thing I have discovered
it means i'm about try to construct something that wont work
Despite everyone telling me I'd hate sewing, I love the fact I can find this particular thing out, much more quickly and in the pattern stage.
Its based on an arran where the pieces don't go straight up and down.
I had a picture of an Aran jumper where the pattern was not on the vertical, it wandered at angles. I can’t find the picture, I have only the vision and the beginnings of a plan.
I have something of a love/hate relationship with Arans. I hate it when people do them in cream yarn that doesn’t show the cables knitted in the wrong gauge and they droop on the hanger like so much sloughed skin. However, cables I like cables, cables in the right wool I love, twisting shoots of yarn. My cables don’t follow set patterns, they wander and repeat at will.
So I figured my arran jumper should as well, the center panel wont go up and down it lurches across me to snuggle my left shoulder, the rest of it descends in puzzle pieces each with their niche. Each ignoring the pull of cables to be anchor ropes, straight up from the floor and thinking more of plants, nets and shooting stars.
More tomorrow…
In the meantime, have a Brooklyn Tweed blog entry, which is along similar lines of what I’m aiming for, without the collaborative aspect.
Though that would be awesome also