Two Tributes, Knitted, In Progress
July 2, 2012
Helloooooo down there in dry, dry Tennessee. I hope it rains soon, and that iced-tea supplies are robust.
I am trying to come to grips with the fact that I, an avowed sock-knitting abstainer, am knitting a pair of socks. For Stephen Colbert.
No, I’m not giving up on my quest to charm Stephen Colbert with handknit socks. I see no reason to give up. Stephen Colbert has gone on vacation for 2 weeks (this week and next week). I am pretty sure that this break is timed to allow knitters to finish socks for him, and that he is using the pause in his schedule to think very deeply about all the hilarious things there are to say about The Knitters Who Are Ruining the Olympics. (Even though we’re not doing that anymore. We’re ruining the Hellenic Games, apparently. Hope those Hellenic Games guys don’t have any summer interns with time on their hands.)
One thing that has kept my spirits very high, as I knit around and around on U.S. 1 needles, is this article in the Washington Post. I was delighted to be interviewed by reporter Anne Midgette, and even more delighted to read the article’s clear-eyed account of what the issues are (and aren’t), and of the spirit of the whole thing. When the Supreme Court started hogging all the newspaper ink with that thing that they did last Thursday, I thought the Ravelympics dust-up had gotten bumped off of Wapo forever. But no! The story did come out, with an awesome yarn-balls-as-Olympic-rings graphic (in the print version, somebody please send me a picture?). I am sure my parents will be proud, as soon as I can figure out how to explain it to them.
The other thing that is lifting my spirits is this: occasionally I put down the Number Ones, and pick up my latest greatest funnest project, a tribute blanket in honor of your novel, Bowling Avenue. There is a brief mention of a handkniit blanket in the story, and I feel quite certain that the knitting public needs an image of what that blanket could have looked like. At some point I will blog a little master’s thesis on my convoluted design process, which ultimately resolved itself, as most of my design processes do, with garter stitch and miters. The First Rule of Blanket Knitting: IT HAS TO BE FUN TO KNIT. (The Second Rule of Blanket Knitting: Shut up about blanket knitting.)
Here’s block one of a little blanket. Working title: Delia’s Lair.
The yarns I’m using are Classic Elite’s ultrasmooshy superwash, Liberty Wool, and its rustic, handsome brother, Portland Tweed.
The construction inspiration is a traditional quilt pattern called “Attic Windows.” (Attic windows: Delia’s Lair–get it? No spoilers, but do you get it?) Years ago, I made all the blocks for a Kaffe Fassett version of this pattern, but then consigned them to the Abandoned Quilt Parts Shed because my inset seams were crappy; with knitted miters, no worries, because no seams.
The palette is inspired by this art installation, Sheldon Finch’s The River That Runs Both Ways, on New York’s High Line:
Go read about it here, and see if you don’t think it’s a cool way of thinking about the color of water.
These two projects should keep me busy for a while. Perfect summertime knitting for beach, travel, and NYC Subway. If I should find myself with nothing to knit, I can always finish up ONE OF THE TWO ICELANDIC SWEATERS I STARTED IN ICELAND. Oy! I got very casty-onny while riding around Iceland in a monster truck a few weeks ago. More about THAT, later.
Meanwhile, everybody who’s still knitting socks for Stephen Colbert, git R done and mail them in–how could he not be impressed and delighted: I mean, HAND KNIT SOCKS!