While everybody’s voting for the Perfect Project (if you haven’t voted, scroll down to find the ballot), here is some news that we should file under “Justice, Blue Ribbon.”
Item 1: Monster in Texas
Remember this cute little guy? Back in July, Susan told us she was entering this felted monster–her own design–in the Texas State Fair. Well, by jinky, he took the blue ribbon in the “Original Stuffed Toy” category. And–get this–Susan’s coworker took the blue ribbon for peach jam. Can you imagine? The best peach jam in Texas? The best felted monster in Texas? It’s rarefied air they’re breathing down there.
Justice, Part 2
We have finally figured out why Mary B. of Richmond, Virginia, remains tragically unblogged. It’s because she’s too busy collecting blue ribbons at the Virginia State Fair. Consider, please, the following report:
Great news: There was no need for me to follow through on my threatened temper tantrum at the Fair: My quilt did, in fact, get a ribbon!
In fact, I did pretty well.
My “Elsbeth Lavold” vest, from an old Knitter’s Magazine, took Second Place in the “Vest” category. (There was another vest from the same pattern which did not win a ribbon; I thought it looked like a good job, so I don’t know why mine won, unless it was the way-cool buttons in the shape of Celtic knots I found for mine.)
My quilt, about which I promised a complete meltdown if it were ignored, won First Place in the “Quilts not intended for a bed” category. Pretty pleased with that! The winner of the Bed Quilt category, which also won “Best in Section” for quilts, was a hand-appliqued, hand-quilted beauty in a traditional design . . . as is generally the case at the State Fair. Mine was contemporary, art-y, and, frankly, rather “odd,” so I was happy with my blue ribbon. I think it’s possible my work gives headaches to the State Fair Quilt Judge Ladies.
And my Charlotte’s Web, which I “ponchified” per instruction from Stephannie Roy won First Place in “Lace: Amateur,” which is defined as lace made by someone who has only been making lace for two years. But it also won Best in Section for Lace, which means it was better than the winner in the Lace: Expert category! That really knocked my socks off.
So I’m a happy State Fair attendee today. I smell like a farmyard, my fingers have been nibbled by adorable goats, and I’ve eaten a Jumbo Sweet Potato with Everything, more than one bag of Kettle Korn, and half — only half! — an order of deep-fried Oreos. Really, they should be illegal.
NEXT year I shall enter the World’s Perfect Handknit. I promise.
Mary, that quilt is fantastic–the little words floating across the curves (mellifluous, whimsical) must have given the judges fits. “Louise, I think she’s being artistic or something. Give her the ribbon!”
And one question: were the deep-fried Oreos batter dipped, or do they just dump them in a vat of boiling oil straightaway?
And in Ohio . . .
Jeez, I thought I’d lost the link to Natalie’s You Are There report from the Hamilton County Fair: Journey with Natalie. It’s a regular Profiles in Courage tale for a new knitter.
Congratulations, you guys. So relieved you don’t live in Tennessee–you’d wreck the competition here.