Straighten Up and Ply Right

True, I am exposed to more yarn fumes than most people (thank you, Universe), but lately I've been thinking that I need to spend more time spinning.  Or it could be the change of seasons inching toward this hemisphere - I made the same proclamation this time last year.  Getting to spend the whole day in class with Kathryn Alexander probably had more to do with it than anything. 

I realized when I sat down to spin that I have been working exclusively on Caora Dubh for so long that I have nearly forgotten how to do anything except spin from the lock.  Roving totally flummoxed me.  I did eventually remember what to do, but not before I thought to myself:  "Gee, you really need more practice".   So, in the interest of becoming a better spinner (and by extension, a better knitter), I did a little fiber diving in the stash basket (can you believe that my fiber stash is still only one basket?  Okay, it might be overflowing a little).  I came up with a gorgeous bit of fluff I was given in class at Black Sheep Gathering last year.  It's double-coated shetland which was hand-painted and then combed into top by Judith McKenzie McCuin.  I liked the two plies I came up with so much that I took it into my head to try for my first "Art" yarn.  I think it turned out more like "Frank" yarn.  As my mother says, Not everything you do can be a great success.  Meet Frank:

I plied it with crochet cotton, and a strand of mylar embroidery thread.  And what have we learned, Dorothy? 

1.  Crochet cotton is kinda cool to ply with because it is plied in the same direction (Z) that my singles were spun.  Plying them all the other direction (S), worked out just fine.

2.  Crochet cotton comes in a limited color range, particularly if you only have time and inclination to hit one national chain fabric store to get it.  But if you get lucky, the sort of flat color can have an interesting and unifying effect on hand-painted roving.

3.  Mylar thread, however tantalizing and sparkly it may seem, is a pain in the ass. 
    3a.    One strand will all but completely disappear between two plies of wool and one of crochet cotton.
    3b.    Plying another strand of mylar thread on top of the other four strands will have four outcomes:
            3b.1    The previous four strands will be over-plied.  DUH.
            3b.2    The second strand of mylar thread will in no way attach itself cohesively to the now over-plied previous four strands, resulting ghastly loops of loose mylar thread.
            3b.3    Too much mylar in your yarn will cross the line between Delicately Glittery and Vegas Showgirl, without ever looking back.  And it feels like sandpaper cat litter.
            3b.4    The Knitter-Wanna-Be Spinner will resolve to stop spinning and start looking for beer.

Once I had removed myself from the situation (good thing we keep the beer in a whole different room), I was able to calmly determine my course of action (and here is where the yarn fumes are obviously at work):

Plan A:    UN-Ply the second strand of mylar thread from 300 yards of finished yarn.

Plan B:    Throw away the whole wretched mess and resolve that "Art" yarn is for pretentious show-off spinners anyway.

I know what you are going to say:  Better to waste yarn than time and sanity.  Better to drink beer than, well, a whole bunch of things.  Better to learn your lessons and move on.  And you will be right. 

So where the hell were you, Gentle Readers, when I resolved that Plan A would be the way to go?  You people know by now that I require constant supervision.  Or Intervention.

Plan A was an absolute nightmare, whose net results were a headache, 300 yards of mediocre "Frank" yarn, and a resolution never to Un-Ply.  Anything.  Again.  Ever.

Class Dismissed. 

Spinning Gods = 1, Wanna-Be Spinner = -1.
 

Madrona.2: What I Got

This year, the Madrona winter retreat held many firsts for me.  It was my first year to attend as a teacher, in addition to being a student.  It was the first time I taught the "Eeek! Steeks!" class to 24 students.  And it was the first time I ever had my photo taken with a life-size plastic horse (please don't ask).

Another truly unbelieverable first:  My "Eeek! Steeks!" students bought me a present.  As a token of their gratitude for my having made all the sample swatches for them, they brought forth nothing less than this gorgeous skein of cashmere.  Not kidding - these students just blew my mind.  It's Spirit Trail Fiberworks "Sunna" in violet.  And the big kicker?  They hadn't even been to the class yet!  Hope I didn't let them down.

The official Mary Scott Huff New Product Worth Seeing award, which I totally just made up, is herewith presented to Jeanne Humphrey, whose innovation will surely rock the world of stranded colorwork knitting.  Get a load of this Genius:


Truly, if there is anyone in the world who needs this killer apron more than I do, I challenge you to come forth and identify yourself.  It's specially made to hold all your balls of yarn at the same time, so they don't tangle, get dirty, or ensnare your legs when the doorbell rings.  No Lie - this is a product whose time has come.  You can even get extra snap-on pocket sets, so you can gear up with the project du jour and knit like the wind, UPS man or no.  Stay tuned for more on this one - I'm gonna give it the full workout as soon as I'm able, because I think Jeanne's sort of behavior should be encouraged.

And just because I know my Gentle Readers, and your lust for all things you haven't seen/felt/tasted before, here is something Truly New:
 

The gifted souls at Rain Shadow Farm have made Candy.  It looks like yarn, but trust me:  It's Candy.  Gorgeous, dreamy, fine, delicious Candy.  In all the colors of the first primroses.  And I bought some to celebrate the return of Spring.  "Orca" is an indescribably gorgeous blend of 65% Coopworth Lambswool and 35% Silk that literally melts in your hands.  This is the kind of precious yarn that has been made by hand, with the love and care you might save for an heirloom christening gown.  The pain-in-the-ass rolls that Thanksgiving is incomplete without.  The apple butter you make every year by calibrating Greenwich Mean Time with the Dark of the Moon and the harvest of the fruit...

Gush much?  You will too.  And if all that weren't enough, the names are to die for:  "Venus on the Half Shell"; "Bernadette".  This is the yarn you have been waiting for.  Call 360-297-4485 and give the person who answers all your money.  You will not be wrong.

Knit On, my Friends.  

Madrona.1: Who I Met

Last weekend I had the great good fortune to attend the Madrona Winter Retreat, in Tacoma, WA.  I taught classes, attended classes, spun, knit, shopped and generally played until I dropped.  Among the many knitterati and fiberistas in attendance, I managed to attain photo evidence of these:

Willy.  The Chinchilla.  Who is in the running for most interesting thing brought to one of my classes.

Willy.  The Chinchilla.  Who is in the running for most interesting thing brought to one of my classes.

You never know what you will find when you wander the streets of a new city:  It's like the Mother Ship was calling me home.

You never know what you will find when you wander the streets of a new city:  It's like the Mother Ship was calling me home.

I'm still recuperating, but there's lots more to tell! 

I left Phillip and the Smallies to their own devices in order to attend Madrona, so there were a number of chores waiting for me upon my return home.  I'll tell you the rest after I get the gravy off the ceiling.