Scrambling to get ready for craft fair, scrambling to get ready for craft fair, and doing the damned craft fair already thank the FSM.
I cannot wait to have this over with. Cannot. Wait.
Let me go beat the gremlins of self-doubt into submission again and crank out a few more things to take with me. I’ll be back to let you know how it went Saturday or Sunday…
A new pattern! This one is for the little gift card cozy I’ve gotten so fond of. They work up wicked quick, look cool, and help personalize a little. They’re great instead of or in addition to a greeting card. They’re what to give when you don’t know what to give! LOL. I really love the things. Can you tell?
Anyway, it’s up and it’s free. Enjoy!
I just realized how hopelessly out of date my projects list in Ravelry is. And I never put probably 2/3 of my stash in there in the first place. And I’m always leaping into conversations I don’t have time to get back to.
Hopefully pics of my latest later. I have to figure out how to take pictures now that the light is so inadequate. *sigh* I’m a lousy photographer, probably at least in part because I don’t enjoy it.
Oh well. Such is such.
Today’s task? Completing the holiday goodies I’ve been working on. There’s something that’s just not quite working for me that I can’t put my finger on, so it’s time to just sit down with hook and thread and doodle until it *does* work.
You should have seen the expression on my face when the husband mentioned that Thanksgiving is next week. NEXT WEEK? How the hell did THAT happen? For the love of love, where does the time go?
My experiment with what Laurie calls “those dangerous pointy sticks” (:D) is going fine. Of course, even *I* can’t screw up a log cabin square in a nice, sturdy acrylic. LOL. Seriously, it’s a freeing thing for me to discover that I can knit even minimally. I struggled trying to learn it as a kid and I feel all accomplished now.
One of the things that I’ve found interesting about this experimental bicraftuality is the way that the contrast with knitting has made me more aware and appreciative of crochet’s unique properties. I’d love to give you an example but it’s more an overall feeling than a direct observation. I’m having a tough time summing it up.
I’m a little weirded out by the way I find myself regarding this as art; I haven’t really shared some of the things I’ve been experimenting with, because (being experiments) progress is slow and I want to find my own way for the moment. It’s a weirdly solitary thing, even as I get drawn deeper into the online crochet universe. (Can I say how freaking wonderful it is to be able to be among people who do this? Even when I lurk I feel more like the quiet one in a gathering of friends than an outsider looking in.) But in addition to my love for the sorts of useful little things that mostly populate my etsy shop, I’m developing a love of the less-directly-useful-but-insanely-beautiful, more-traditionally-art-like stuff, which surprises the hell out of me, quite frankly.
Just goes to show you never can tell where life’ll lead ya.
Those posts drive me nuts.
So where was I? I have a ridiculous amount of energy, creative and otherwise, but no opportunity to focus it, and that’s beginning to wear on me pretty heavily. I’m dreaming crochet and I have no time to do anything other than crank out dishcloths for the craft fair thingy I’m doing in a couple of weeks. I hope it pays off.
It’s the whole brain-body-life mismatch thing again. Like I’m sitting in first gear with one foot on the gas and the other on the brake and I don’t know whether to let go the brake and go flying through the side of the garage I’m in, or whether to let go the gas and spend the next six months in bed, or whether I’ll burn something out trying to balance the two before I figure it out. Don’t ask me why I couldn’t back off both of the things and control the damned car already. That’s not me. Never has been. If I could do that, my life would look a hell of a lot different than it does. And I probably wouldn’t be dreaming in crochet.
This is the part where I feel like I said too much about myself and disappear for a week. Hopefully there will be another pattern ready by the time I resurface, though.
Up in the navigation bar there you’ll see a link labeled “Patterns.” There’s only one there at the moment, the rectangle granny bookmark that I’ve gotten so fond of making, but it’s there, by gum, and you can visit it. And that one is free! Woo-hoo!
I’ve put down the knitting and launched into full-fledged frantic crochet mode. I’ve also launched into frantically-clean-the-house mode, and frantically-cook-things mode. I’m just sort of frantic all the way around right now.
Nice timing, as it turns out.
I want to talk some more about knitting and crocheting and similarity and difference and why it’s important to me to learn to knit even if I’ve gone and joined the Crochet Liberation Front, but it will have to wait. The three-kids-three-and-under thing is kicking my butt today.