I try like the dickens not to use the word “magic,” as we fibery types fling it around way too much. But this change in the material did feel–alchemical. The bizarre patch of wet fuzz had become rather a pretty piece of fabric, and all I had done was spin it in the tumble dryer.
I have never felted anything before–not even, though I may be tempting fate by saying this–not even by accident. But I have a project in mind.
Socks must be the most popular travel project in all of knitting, and my obsession with embroidered socks continues.
For an introduction to what goes on in this column, click here. For the first part of this project, click here. It’s been months since I used my Schacht Cricket rigid heddle…
It is isn’t often that I wish a project were larger. This one is an exception. Every stage has been more fun than I anticipated–and the result makes me smile.
Experimentation with embroidering the knitted crazy quilt square continues…
A quick note before I go back to my Rum Swizzle.
A great deal of the beauty in traditional crazy quilting lies, of course, in the purely ornamental “seams” that run along the borders between patches.
It’s Cee Cee’s Mom again…I didn’t plan to be doing this for August but Cee Cee had a completely unplanned trip to the hospital at the end of July when…
In my life there is (and always has been) a constant battle between the useful and the beautiful, the aesthetic and the ergonomic.