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The Great Adult Tomten Garter Two Person Knitalong
For weeks Adrian and I have been taunting each other with ideas of big, garter stitch EZ jackets. (Don't we all need one?) BSJs and Tomtens are happily abounding in all corners of the world (thank god - I don't think I'll ever get sick of seeing 'em) but the elusive 'adult versions' of these sweaters have always been a somewhat intriguing and rare occurrence.
Well, in our common pursuit for modern elvish clothing, an entire wardrobe of garter stitch, and by-the-seat-of-your-pants knitting, Adrian and I have committed ourselves to a whopping two-person knitalong in hopes of one day dawning the hood of the true Zimmermann disciple. The Adult Tomten Jacket. (See some particularly fetching child versions here and here)
After securing the perfect yarn for the job (straight from Northern Montana) it didn't take long to get a quick garter stitch swatch underway and start Tomten-ing myself into oblivion. (Adrian's yarn is equally luscious, if not moreso - she's working a slightly chunkier version than mine!)
Of course there are a gang of mods that will be involved. The original design isn't famous for its flattering fit on adults, although this can be easily remedied with some commonsense shaping and fit modifications. I don't think EZ would have it any other way.
Until next time, we'll be floating away down garter river dreaming of that pointy hood at the top of the mountain.
Enjoy Your Long Weekend!
Just popping in to say hi and wish you a nice long weekend. I'm reserving Monday for knitting. Only.
Rowan Wool CottonAnd a little Friday Fiber to aid in my well-wishing. See you next week!
There's Been Knitting
As knitters I think we're constantly in a state of transience between our sense of inspiration (impulse) and our sense of duty. We swing back and forth, sometimes violently, between casting on for the next project which is sure to be absolutely perfect... ahem.. and that ne'er empty basket (or closetfull?) of half-finished projects whose days of divine inspiration have long since passed.
Well, I've spent the last week or two at the bottom of the barrel with my Works-In-Progress and, while I may have nothing terribly substantial to show for it, at least I feel like I've chipped away a bit at that compressed mass of wool that I so often try to ignore.
Most importantly, The Swisher has gotten some play. I was expecting to get more done on this in the last few days, but I picked up some last minute photo gigs that kept me in the city late into almost every evening last week. I did get some work done on it this weekend however.
A sleeve grows in Brooklyn.
The body is complete (the fit is spot on!) and I'm almost finished with sleeve #1. Since I'm working top-down I've been able to try it on as I go. This sure takes a lot of stress out of the process. Not only is checking fit a more fluid process, you can really nail your length measurements. A perfect sleeve length is one of those things that really makes one sweater stand out above the others for me.
And at long last, the February Baby Sweater saga is coming to a close. I've finished the knitting and now just need to retrieve necessarily charming buttons for this one. You'll get a full post with more photos and all the juicy details in the near future.
Once again a down comforter works as an amazing stand in for baby.
I'm right on the brink of a wave of new projects that I'm itching to start. While I wait for new yarns to arrive in my mailbox, I'll continue answering the call of duty with these old favorites. If nothing else to minimize guilt in starting what can only be called the Great Garter Wave of 2007. Stay tuned.
One Color Card to Rule Them All
On The Up
Hey there! I've been out of commission for a few days. I got tonsillitis. It hurt. Bad. But things are back on track thanks to Dr. Cho and her magic pills. I'm finally feeling like a normal person again, even if it's a normal person with semi-serious seasonal allergies. Hey, I can deal with a runny nose and slightly itchy eyes if it means my throat no longer feels like it has knives playing hopscotch inside of it. This is a day to celebrate western medicine (I'm not always so enthusiastic about such things, but I'm happy about regular sized lymph nodes today)!
I was home sick for a number of days, which for me (and probably you) is always great because it means knitting knitting knitting. I did get a significant amount of knitting done, but definitely not as much as I would have on a 'regular' sick day (which sometimes isn't a sick day at all... don't tell). I actually had to sleep and veg out for a significant number of hours - hours that could have been occupied by an otherwise prolific amount of knitting. Ah well. Bygones.
Scott is progressing quickly (3 sts per inch), although I've lost a bit of momentum on it. Despite my best efforts to reduce bulk (namely working the pattern as a seamless raglan), this thing is still a beast of thick, squishy wool. I'm honestly wondering if I'll actually wear it, even in the winter. I left a bunch of ease but at this point the fit is anyone's guess. We'll see what happens. I'm giving you fair warning that I reserve the right to rip this up after its all over and repossess the yarn for a single layer (read: not stranded) garment that is more practical. I love the yarn so much, this wouldn't be such a huge trauma. I'll give it a chance though, and at least take pictures of the finished piece for documentation's sake, why not?
Here you see the yoke, knit just about halfway to the collar. The colors are great and the motifs equally so. No matter what happens, I'm enjoying myself thoroughly.
As my doubts grew about the future of Scott, I started some lace. One night I had the sudden urge for a lace-hit and I had this beautiful alpaca/merino/silk Queensland staring up at me from the floor needing some love. I think it must be the warmer weather, and maybe an unconscious response to the stranded bulk-fest of the sweater that spurned me into shawl territory.
I also picked up my February EZ Baby Sweater from the dregs with hopes of finishing in the near future. I've been reading Knitter's Almanac this week on my commute and enjoying it as ever. I usually read through it every few months because I find EZ's writing that entertaining. Yes, commuter, I'm the guy sitting across from you on the A train laughing aloud to himself with a knitting book in my hands. What can I say, she can knit a mean baby jacket and write some sassy, intelligent prose.
Good luck getting over the hump, my sights are already set on the weekend. Happy knitting.