PinkMay 18, 2005
That, dear readers, is the front of a cardigan that I'm making for myself out of handspun, hand-dyed yarn that I made myself.
Woot! (Maybe I like that word so much because it typo-es as wool.)
I used kool-aid to dye it, black cherry, hoping for a deep red, but I've been too impatient to let the wool cool in the hot water, and I realize my microwave's power is puny compared to most. So I'm getting a (mostly) consistent watermeloney pink that I love. I don't want it too consistent; I want to be able to say "I made this!" and for the listener to say "I can tell." I think that would be keen. The white/pink ball really is rather a mistake -- forgot to turn the yarn while cooking it, but I like it so much I might use it for some kind of striping somewhere.
There's just something so playful about using kool-aid, isn't there? Even though you still shouldn't breathe it in, and it stains everything it comes in contact with (how DO mothers use it for kid drinks?), it still seems so light-hearted. Perhaps I should buy gloves, though. My hands have been pink under the nails for days.
And I realized after I did a gauge swatch and cast on for the front that I had NO idea what I was making, really. I think I just wanted such a basic sweater that I forgot to think about a pattern. I'm doing raglan sleeves and a zipper, that's all I know. Maybe a rolled neck. We'll see. I hope it turns out. I remember once when I was a kid, I was lying in bed imagining a dog. I could see all sides of this dog, and it was so cute, and I just knew that when I got out of bed, I'd be able to draw it. I got up, put pencil to paper, and drew a stick figure that looked more like a building. I could see so clearly the lines I wanted to draw, but I couldn't make them come out of the pencil. I've done that in knitting before and it's one of those terribly disappointing moments. I'd rather not have another of those, thanks.
But this is terribly fun. Innit?