On the face of it, I’ve made little progress on my shawl. It has grown by 30 rows, which doesn’t account for the other 20 odd rows that went wherever frogged rows vanish to.
I’m a tad frustrated.
The pattern is not complicated. There are yarn-overs and pass-stitches-over-other-ones, but it’s not complicated. Nothing beyond my knitting experience, at least, but I cannot remember a more frustrating knit. Believe me, I’ve had time to contemplate it.
I think the problem is the yarn. It is very pretty. It is soft. It will look amazing, once it’s finished, but (you could hear that coming, couldn’t you?) it is not helpful when doing anything other than stocking stitch. Throw a yarn-over into the mix and get ready to pull your hair out.
The yarn is basically a wool-like twist and a fabric ribbon, held together by the thinnest of black threads, loosely wrapped around the other two. The colour varying every few inches. If any of those get separated, or broken in the case of the black thread, between stitches, then counting stitches or knitting the next row can be a challenge. Good luck if you want to pick up stitches.
I have undone so many rows. Grrr! I am not giving up. I’ve turned this into a military operation. This was once a knitting project. It is now a logistics exercise.
First step is a life line, which I move every other row. I have frogged back to it so many times. Next, each repeat in the row is marked by a stitch marker. I ran out on my last row and ended up using my engagement and wedding rings, as I couldn’t risk putting it down, to find more stitch markers. Third action is to count, count, count.
I overheard a conversation between two of my children, one evening.
“Don’t talk to her. She’s counting.”
“But she’s always counting.”
Hmm. I’m sure I’ve read a book with a character just like that…..
I will get there. I’m on row 58. Another 96 to go, plus the inevitable frogged rows that are yet to happen. Please no one point out that the number of stitches is gradually increasing as triangular shawls tend to do. I am in denial and ignoring this point.
The yarn is lovely. I am still wondering if I should have made it into a jumper for one of the children, as it is going further than I imagined. I picked it up from a charity shop. With hindsight, I can make a fair guess about why it ended up there in the first place. I wonder how many times.
I’ve not had much time to read my book this week, but I have managed a couple of chapters in the evening, before my eyes can stay open no longer. It’s good and I’m into it enough now, to want to find out what happens. A good sign for me!
I’ve been a bit quiet on my crazy star quilt. You hadn’t noticed? Phew. It’s not that progress hasn’t been made. It has, but then ground to a halt, as these things do. A quick update is due, I think. If only to inspire me to keep going.
All the stars are cut out and sewn together. By the end, I was choosing fabric, from my stash, to fit with my colour scheme, which was totally opposite to my original idea. After declaring this quilt a random, scrappy star quilt, it turns out that even scrappy doesn’t always equal random.
Rings of colour started to appear. By themselves. At first, they happened by accident, then I found myself busily aiding their creation. Searching out just the right colour from my stash.
The lime green circle started it. I’m thoroughly blaming the Camelot fabric which gathered nonchalantly near the middle to form the first ring. Almost like a round table. Very fitting. Who can forget King Arthur and his round table? I really couldn’t fight it after that lightbulb moment.
Next my orange bobbins fabric kept on cropping up, so I cut enough to make the next ring. Each star is different. In fact no two stars are the same for the whole quilt. Although with so many stars, two might well have slipped through. I’m still looking.
From the start, blue and red have dominated the quilt. They are my favourite colours. I guess it makes complete sense that I’d have an abundance of these in my collection of fabric. Standing back, it is the dark blue ring that jumps out the most. Next to appear was the light blue and finally, the red circle. The sides of the red ring disappear off the sides of the quilt. Not a problem, as there will be a red edging.
I spent so long rearranging the stars, to get just the right arrangement. It. took. days. I’d re-arrange, stand back, wander off. Come back. Rearrange again. Even my dreams at night were beginning to be affected by it. I went around and around with this one. I am happy now. I think…
In between each of the stars, I’m sewing red diamonds. I’ve a big pile cut out, but not enough yet. I’ve not dared to work out how many I will need in total. Ignorance is bliss, in this case. It was also at this point, my wrist gave up. No more fabric cutting, it seemed to whimper. So I stopped.
I couldn’t quite leave it. I experimented by sewing the red around the stars, to make sure I had chosen the right colour. I think I have. I’m sure I have. Pinning the stars on the white background, had thrown me. I found I was starting to entertain the idea of changing to a lighter, more subtle colour. It was a close run race, but deep down I know I will enjoy the boldness and cheery tone of the red. So red it is.
My goodness. Creating a quilt is such a personal experience!
Update over. Hopefully next time I share, more stars will be sewn together. Like a crazy galaxy far, far away.
Linking up with Nicole over at Frontier Dreams for the Keep Calm, Craft On link up. What is everyone else making?