Yes, I've been a knitting fool. Knitting is my activity of choice while watching movies in the evening, Xena curled at my feet. This new variation on a drop-stitch pattern has me slightly obsessed. If I was capable, I would alter a sweater pattern to use this stitch. I am so not capable of doing anything other than following an existing pattern.
These first 2 scarves are knit with Noro Cashmere Island yarn, in different colorways. Both are yummy!
Using the same stitch, this last scarf was knit with a variegated blue alpaca yarn -- super soft!
Each of these photos is linked to the listing on etsy, if you simply must have one!
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Showing posts with label susan wooldridge. Show all posts
Monday, June 14, 2010
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Words
I've never been interested much in poetry ... until recently.
While at Artfest in the spring of 2007, I was was busy with workshops that resulted in finished products. I hammered, I bent and twisted wire, I glued, I cut, I bound a book, I applied patina and I set rivets.
While I was busy creating tangible objects, my friend Chelline attended a poetry workshop. In the evenings, we sat around sharing stories of our days. I was intrigued by the poems Chelline wrote. She read them out loud. One of them made me cry, others brought a smile to my face. The instructor of her workshop was Susan Wooldridge.
It's taken almost two years, but last week I purchased Susan's book Poemcrazy. This book was the foundation for the worshop Chelline attended. I'm loving the practice exercises in the book.

During my walk with Xena this morning, I said words aloud ... random words, words describing things I saw, things I felt, words that sprung forth from other words. What a liberating experience.
I'll keep you posted on my poetic journey ...
While at Artfest in the spring of 2007, I was was busy with workshops that resulted in finished products. I hammered, I bent and twisted wire, I glued, I cut, I bound a book, I applied patina and I set rivets.
While I was busy creating tangible objects, my friend Chelline attended a poetry workshop. In the evenings, we sat around sharing stories of our days. I was intrigued by the poems Chelline wrote. She read them out loud. One of them made me cry, others brought a smile to my face. The instructor of her workshop was Susan Wooldridge.
It's taken almost two years, but last week I purchased Susan's book Poemcrazy. This book was the foundation for the worshop Chelline attended. I'm loving the practice exercises in the book.
During my walk with Xena this morning, I said words aloud ... random words, words describing things I saw, things I felt, words that sprung forth from other words. What a liberating experience.
I'll keep you posted on my poetic journey ...
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