What can I say. As you all know this was my first (and potentially my last) yarn show on my own. I did all my prep, was as organised as I could be, and had wonderful support. But it doesn’t stop you being a tiny bit terrified. You can never tell how you will be received, either by the public who come or fellow (and more established) stall holders.
It turns out that I needn’t have worried. For a first outing Wool@J13 was a huge success – lots of people came (and the ones who promised on Facebook that they would really did materialise into actual human beings – yes, I’m taking about you, Manda), the sun shone for most of the time, and everyone was lovely. I was fortunate to be stood next to Sonic Knits, and two nicer people than Fiona and Gina could not be found. The ever supportive Sue Stratford was there too, along with the ladies from Kindred Creations who kept and eye on us newbies and kept us going with hugs and much appreciated advice. Sue won the prize for best stall in show, and I was so proud! I just wish I had got a picture to show you how amazing it was!
I had my wing woman with me, my bestie, who stopped me from flapping and generally was a calming influence and provider of teas. She also ensured that we sat up for Eurovision and a cheeky glass of Buck Fizz on Saturday night…
I got to finally meet Jo and and Jodie, who were wonderfully daft and really brightened my already sunny day. And my yarn friends came out in force too. Ingrid was full of energy all weekend, and made us all feel like we were old friends.
The thing that really set this show apart for me was the festival feel of it – beer stall and street food, park and animals for the children and non yarn lovers, plus live music, including that provided by a man in a kilt. I mean, what’s not to like…
So I already have ideas about how to make it better for next year, and I hope to squeeze in a few more shows before the end of the year. But Wool@J13 will forever hold a special place in my heart. It has made me brave.
I’ve been meaning to write a new post for ages now. April marks the anniversary of starting KnackeredPsycho as a proper part of my life, and it’s exceeded my expectations. I checked Ravelry the other week, and over 650 patterns have been downloaded from my site. That might not sound much, but it’s exceeded my expectations for something that has sat at the edge of what I do. It does make me wonder what it might be if I really concentrated on it properly. To that end, this year is all about testing new waters. So I am busy getting my show stuff together for next month, and I can start to show you my goodies.
First up, the yarn! All the yarns I have commissioned have a psychology theme. These beauties are ‘split personality’ by Lollipop Guild Yarns, and they are just stunning…
The next yarns are by Dye Candy – ‘psychosis’ and ‘learned helplessness’. Hutch has absolutely done me proud with these…
And today I had the pleasure of finally meeting Hutch in the flesh. I can confirm that:
- She is real, and three-dimensional
- Her dog is a great kisser
- She is one of the nicest people ever
And I have the best stitch markers on their way from Yarnistry, example shown at top of post. I love a glittery brain! And talking of brains, I also have a rather fabulous friend helping me out by running up some project bags and hook cases in the brain themed fabric I showed you in an earlier post.
So there is more to come and more to share with you very soon, but thank you all for your support!
I’m going to introduce a new feature, entitled ‘Stashdive Sunday’, and this week I wanted to kick it off by honouring the substantial contribution that Rox Driver has made to my stash, aka Lollipop Guild Yarns. Based in Nottinghamshire, she has produced some of my most beloved yarn pets and even inspired the creation of the Moo-Ra dress (I still have to finish writing that pattern up!). But the reason I want to honour her today is because it is her birthday, and I wanted to really embarrass her.
So I am going to restrict myself to some featured beauties from my DK and Aran stash, all dyed by her, and I apologise that my poor lighting really doesn’t do the colours full justice.
This next one was a custom dye and everyone who has seen the brioche it got used on comments on how fabulous the blue is. It is multi tonal, both dark and intense and yet bright and vivid all at the same time. No, I don’t know how that it possible either..
The next was from one of her yarn boxes, a nod to George’s Marvellous Medicine…
I have so many more of her yarns in my stash, and I would encourage you to watch her Etsy shop like a hawk. She also has a pretty good blog which I would recommend just so that you can drool over her yarn boxes as she reveals them.
Thank you Rox. And Happy Birthday! And you are still far too young…
At the moment, its all about show prep. The first show is actually the spring fair at my daughter’s school, where I am going to do a handicrafts stall. I am busy making lots of things that I think people will like, including shawls, socks, and baby things, as well as small things that I hope the children will want to buy like toys and so on. The lady who organises the local craft group in my village has been a brilliant help and also has a small production line going of pretty sewn items and crocheted owl things. Between us we are starting to accumulate a fair bit of stock. Pricing is going to be based on what I think the children will be able to afford as a suggested minimum donation, and I am hoping that the grown ups will be prepared to buy the more pricy items. They aren’t pricy at all when you factor in the cost of the yarn and the time, but I know how it is and so I am just hoping that people will dig deep if something is pretty enough and is a one off. It will be interesting to see how it goes.
I have also got very excited about preparing for my first proper yarn show on my own. I think I might have found a good one if they are prepared to let me in. I just hope my patterns are considered good enough by the organisers. I have some really beautiful kits planned and some of my favourite dyers have agreed to supply the yarn for them so I am just waiting for the word and then it will be all systems go. I really enjoy the product design aspect of all this, especially the packing and presentation of it all. I am itching to get started!
Since I last blogged I have also had a little treat trip to London to spend a voucher I was given for Loop. Loop in London is a beautiful shop with super expensive yarns and extras. It was such a treat to be able to splash out even though I am still on my yarn ban. I couldn’t resist this…
In spite of my new year’s intentions, I have had little chance this month to get on the computer to write to you. In my defence, I have been busy getting all the other things in my life in order. Exhibit 1: This month I resigned my job and accepted a new one. It is in a different city, which means commuting and generally being more organised, but it is going to allow me to remind myself why I went into psychology in the first place. More time for research and fewer responsibilities of the kind I have to juggle now. Plus, I have it on good authority that I am a short walk away from a good quality yarn shop, so I really can’t complain. And yes, I did take my knitting to my job interview. They know what they are getting…
Other changes have been a little sadder. This month has also seen the closure of The Knitting Hut. This little shop in Woburn Sands was where I rediscovered yarn and knitting, largely because one of my friends who lived there also discovered yarn. I sat in that shop when I was pregnant with my daughter and I have bought yarn for a fair few projects in there too. My daughter and I went to the last day the shop was open, and she bought a few yarns of buttons with her pocket money. She used to enjoy emptying the button jars onto a tray on the floor and sorting them back into their colours. Now she has a little reminder of those days to go with my old photos of her doing that. The closure was poignant but not sad, as it signals the next exciting episode in Sue Stratford’s career as a pattern designer and I am so glad everything is coming together for her. She has a new book out soon, so do watch out for that one.
For my part, I have got Shawl 1 of Season 2 Shawl Club (‘The Sequel’) nailed and out for testing, and I’m quite pleased with it. Its a very pretty shawl, just in time for the spring. It is our for testing now so I get a little bit of a break to try out some new techniques. I have just bought a thrumming kit from Lollipop Guild Yarns (see top photo of the bright, bright fluff!) and with the sudden dip in temperatures I am pretty taken with the idea of some ultra cosy mittens. And a hat. And socks. In fact, give me all your thrummed garments as I was freezing this morning at work. I have just had to have a bath to raise my body temperature back up.
So the plan is I can now start to blog properly again as I start the countdown to the new job. I am already feeling more relaxed and positive. Yes, I know it probably will be short lived, but hey, I am going to approach it with optimism and see what I can achieve.
One of the best things about becoming a yarn-head is the community (or cult) you become part of. Yarn connects us all, but as I have connected with more people it is their biographies that are so interesting. So many yarn folk are managing stressful personal situations or chronic illness. All of them have big hearts and keep an eye on others more than themselves. They are crazy. Many (if not most) are tattooed and / or pierced. Every one has an eccentric side. Every one is incredibly vulnerable.
This is probably true of everyone, but I don’t make this level of connection with other people. Other people are more guarded or care more about maintaining a particular impression. Yarn folk aren’t scared to be judged, it seems. They open up, and they wrap others in love. In my other world or work people are bruised, insecure and defensive. They don’t let others in easily. They are judgmental, and often a tiny bit paranoid.
You all know I get wound up by work. We all do in different ways but I don’t always manage stress in the ways that proper people who do my job are supposed to – I swear in my office, get sad, beat myself up over trivia and convince myself I shouldn’t be doing what I do. I always assumed I was good at concealing this from others though. Last week, however, a random yarn friend, someone who only knows me from my Facebook posts about yarn, messaged me out of the blue. It was just a single line email to tell me something positive about how they saw me. That was it. Apparently I needed to know, and she wasn’t wrong. But how she knew that in that moment I needed that little injection of happy, I just don’t know.
Today, I opened the first packages in two different advent yarn boxes I received in the post. One I expected, the other I had no memory of ordering. I was confused but assumed that in a moment of tiredness and weakness I must have ordered it and forgotten about it. I hadn’t, it was an unsolicited gift from another yarn friend.
People with the highest mountains to climb and the broadest shoulders have the biggest hearts. Thank you both.
So, those of you following my exploits know that I have fallen in love with brioche knitting. On Wednesday night I sat up late and worked away on my I-cord bind off and finally finished my briochexplosion wrap. I loved making it, and as ever I popped a photo up on my instagram feed. I then collapsed into bed and slept the sleep of the smug knitter who has finished a much loved WIP.
In the morning I woke up and looked at my phone. I have never had so many likes for one of my projects as I have had for this wrap. It has really taken me back. The yarns I used were by Lollipop Guild Yarns and Dye Candy, and they really complemented each other. I wanted to go with a denim colour as my neutral tone because I wear jeans so much, and because to my eye denim goes with everything really. Apparently other folk liked it too. A lot.
Anyway, I got to wear it to work on Thursday, like a comfort blanket. And like a comfort blanket it did help me through a particularly stressful day when I had to be a proper grown up and try to do things that I really didn’t want to do. But armed with my cloak of awesomeness I found that I could do anything. It must never leave my side!