A Difference of Opinion. With Myself.

You know how much I love a challenge.  And "challenge" here means something along the lines of poking a sleeping teenager, or dinner for twenty, or possibly re-roofing the house all by myself.  So it should surprise exactly none of you that when I was asked to make a hat out of gorgeous yarn that features handmade buttons, I didn't even blink.  The hat should have texture, but not too much texture.  It should have surface embellishment, but nothing too fussy.  It should look classic, but not uptight.  And it should be a beret.

I started to look around at photos of handknit tams (thank you, Ravelry), and immediately noticed some things:

"Nine Dwindling Cables" by Yarn Owl

"Nine Dwindling Cables" by Yarn Owl

The hats with gorgeous smooshy texture look properly tam-like, while lying flat.

"Nesaia" by Sandra Dehler

"Nesaia" by Sandra Dehler

But decidedly more relaxed, when actually perched on a noggin.

And the toppers without fancy stitch patterns, while definitely more tailored-looking on human heads

"Beret Tam" by Sandine Tricofolk

"Beret Tam" by Sandine Tricofolk

Have much less to offer in the way of texture (see also, "Fun Knitting")

"Trellis Hat" By Courtney Kelley

"Trellis Hat" By Courtney Kelley

And also aren't highlighting the specialness of their yarns.

Which is where my boss (whom you know is a total spaz) and I disagreed.  Fervently.  She thinks that choosing just the right stitch pattern is job one, because without that, the yarn isn't being shown to best advantage.  You know; the thing the yarnmaker hired us to do.

But I argued that unless the fit of the hat is dependably wearable by lots of different heads and hairstyles, the design isn't going to get made by anyone besides me.  Which is sort of important to my pals, The Knitters.

So while the boss and I debated the higher concepts of millinery, my hands quietly picked up some needles and started to swatch.  And before either of us had noticed, the hands had made a few decisions of their own, and the beret was beginning to be designed, right there in our lap.

And it's getting really good.  Textured but tailored. Whimsical but not silly.  Good thing the hands know what to do while the brains are otherwise engaged. 

The challenges remaining are:  Show off the yarn without upstaging the buttons, and call attention to the buttons without leaving the yarn too far in the background.  Our quest is balanced on the edge of a sword:  Include all the right elements, and neither too many nor too few.  The internal bickering has settled down to a dull roar, but I'll let you be the judge of who really won, once the beret is done.

And an aside for those who dream of working for yourselves, without the need for consensus or compromise (as I once did):  Turns out there's no such thing.  There will always be somebody you have to argue with.

Spicy

Baby, it's cold outside.  But things are heating up in the knitting basket:
 

It's a brand new skein from Dicentra Designs:  85% Polwarth + 15% Tussah = 100% HOT.  The color is (what else?) "Cayenne".

It's going to be a hat, and we are going to love it. 

I know this because if all we did was wind this yarn around our heads it would be beautiful.  The knitting is pretty much just to avoid annoying questions from dummies who don't understand dead sexy yarn.

Happy New Year, and a Lightbulb

Greetings, Gentle Readers, and Happy 2013!  Having finally pried the lampshade off my head, I'm fully recovered from my Holiday debaucheries and ready to continue my adventures in playing with string.

I decided to take the Frog by the flippers and revisit the actual fairy tale Frog Prince, hoping for further inspiration on my cardigan project. I dusted off my Grimm's Annotated, pleased to go back and see an old friend.  Interestingly, I had completely forgotten that in the traditional telling, the princess is totally disgusted by the frog, from beginning to end.  She only honors her promise to let him into the castle after her father makes her do it.  Not only does she NOT kiss the frog; he only changes into a prince after she smashes him against a wall.  I kinda like her style.

I'm taking this reminder as a sign that I need to take a firm hand with the sweater.  No more mollycoddling.  It's time to be the boss of this frog.

To that end, I knit new side panels.  They went really fast, being fairly narrow.  And as I was struggling to pin out my curling pieces of curved-edge stockinette, I experienced an epiphany:

It's easier to make them lie flat if you pin them to the board WRONG SIDE UP.

Yeah.  I know.  I'm appalled to realize that I've been making myself miserable trying to block flat pieces of curling stockinette right-side-up for my entire knitting career.  No idea why.  There is no reason whatsoever to keep them pretty-side-front, and every cause to do the opposite.  I can't believe I never thought of it before.  I hope you are smarter than me, and have been doing it the easy way all along.  But in case you are not, don't feel bad:  It's now a sure thing that we are going to end 2013 smarter than we started it. 

Just one more service I provide.