Kitten Overlords Barry and Levon would like you to relax. They think you very likely need a bit of a rest. To help you in this quest, they will demonstrate a high quality napping strategy. Please pay close attention.
I confessed that a shocking amount of last week was spent at the dining room table – pins in hand, the smell of wet wool filling the air – while I blocked and blocked and blocked some more. The natural result of this process is a lovely pile of freshly blocked woolies. But, if your house is anything like mine, it doesn’t present a huge number of large, flat, cat-free spaces in which to store great swaths of knitting. At the same time, I very much did not want to fold these bits up until they were safely photographed. So I pressed Miss Blossom into service.
I just wrapped her in layer after layer of knitting and stabbed a tiny straight needle in to hold it all in place. It worked surprisingly well. She’s quite stoic, never complaining about temperature swings, and the knitting is staying nicely uncrumpled while I wait for this weekend’s photo extravaganza. I knew she’d come in handy.
I do not generally support alarm clocks. Working from home and for yourself means they are seldom necessary. But this weekend, I made an exception. I set an alarm. And not just any alarm, a 6:30 alarm on a Sunday morning. That’s borderline barbaric. But, there was knitting to photograph, a vacant lot in which to do it, and the sun waits for no knitter.
So Alethea, The Boy, and I rolled our sleepy selves into the car along with rather a lot of knitting (and the camera, I was quite proud I managed not to forget the camera, that would have complicated things). We were headed for one of my favorite vacant lots. Don’t laugh. If you ever drive around town with me there’s every chance I will, at some point in the drive, press my face against the glass and go “oooooooooh, pretty” as we zip past a bit of derelict something or the other. I keep a running list of these spots evaluated by likelihood of being hassled by the police, likelihood of being hassled by someone less civic minded than the police, necessity of protective shoes, suitability for photos, and proximity to good restaurants. For Sunday’s excursion, this one was the clear winner.
This, by the way, is Alethea. I made a passing introduction back in March when she joined the Home for Wayward Knitting Props, but it seemed time to formalize things. I think she does a very very nice job of showing off these pieces, don’t you?
I predict you’ll be seeing a lot more of her in the coming months. You’ll probably see a bit more of the lot too, as we have plans to return shortly to put into place all the things I learned this past weekend (it was only a practice photo shoot, next time is the real deal).
- August 18, 2014
- tags: sneakypants
This Sunday was a test run for a photo shoot, which meant that more or less every minute of last week leading up to Sunday looked like this.
I don’t think I’ve ever blocked so many things (big things) in so short a time. I ran out of tpins (I like these, and have ordered more) and I was pretty much always out of space on my blocking mats (more of these may just be on their way too). The dining room table (aka the only space in the house at all suitable for large blocking) was always in use, and the ceiling fan ran pretty much non stop.
But, the results were worth it. The photos came out better than I could have hoped for (um, not this photo…this is a photo of a florescent pink thing on a hideous blue background taken at night with artificial light and so looks rather…um…problematic, but the photos we took yesterday are smashing). I’ll share them soon, but I have to go do grownup, nonknitting, responsible adult things this morning. But as soon as that’s over with, I’ll get back to the important things and provide pretty pictures of yarn and knitting.
I feel a crushing need to start this post with a shameless riff on the opening of Pride and Prejudice, but I’m trying to suppress my baser instincts. We’ll just leave it that I am most definitely in want of the mate to this sock.
That’s Pediboo Sport by Frog Tree, and I’m delighted with how it worked up. I’ll be writing the pattern for these down before I knit the second one and will likely be calling for testers for it in the next week or two (If you’re itching to test, there’s information over here on how to sign up to be notified when tests are coming up).
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to block a dozen or so frilly lacy bits. I’m planning a practice photo shoot for the next book this weekend, and I want everything to look its best!