I am an impatient person. With myself, that is. I like simple makes, that look impressive but work up quickly. I like crochet for that reason but other than a swiftly made spider for my toddler’s Miss Muffet costume a few years back, I haven’t really been drawn to amigurumi. It’s relatively slow, monotonous and fiddly and unless you like making toys etc it’s not really very satisfying. Plus, I have real issues trying to pronounce it.
So there I was last week, going through crochet mags for quick makes suitable for the school fundraiser when Small pokes her finger at a novelty toy donkey and demands I start work. He was massively cute, and there was enough colourwork to make it interesting. I also have huge amounts of acrylic to work through, so I thought I would give ‘Pedro’ a stab.
The head and ears worked up quickly but then I had a 30 min + fight with the safety eyes. How do they expect mere humans to get those washers on? What followed was much swearing, bashing the donkey’s face on a wooden table, some supplementary swearing, squeezing until I had the imprint of two tiny plastic eyes on my thumbs, and then defeat – which involved my strong-thumbed other half. I then got to watch someone else swearing, bashing the donkey’s face on a wooden table, swearing some more, and threatening to get hammers and pliers. Finally, after much gurning, the eyes were in. I had asked an online crochet group what they do in this situation, and the responses involved multiple pairs of pliers and learning to become zen about extreme thumb pain. I was starting to wonder if I had joined some sort of masochistic cult.
The body was fiddly but ok and surprisingly I didn’t mess up the stitch count. When I stuffed him, he stood up! I lovingly inserted his mane one strand at a time, and even tried to do my best embroidery on his acccessories. I confess I stopped doing his full fancy tack, but was pretty pleased.
So now I have the dilemma of do I extend my repetoire or run away quickly? There is no denying the smug factor when you finish one of these is off the chart. And as a stash buster they are hard to beat: that little donkey used up a good chunk of a new ball of stylecraft DK plus lots of little colour scraps that needed using up. But goodness me I won’t weep if I never see another safety eye again, and fringing, tassels, and micro hair transplants are very tedious.
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!
It has been chaos here at Knackered Psycho HQ whilst some (much need) home renovations are going on. The kitchen is the main focus. Some would say it is just a very expensive excuse for replacing my microwave following the now infamous ‘blue dye’ incident, when my friend and I (in a desperate attempt to exhaust some blue dye we had used on some yarn) heated the bowl of yarn until it exploded. Top tip kids – leave blue dye to the professionals!
Anyway, my yarn room has become a dumping ground for the contents of my kitchen (along with every other room in the house), and I have taken solace in learning how to brioche knit. When I was at Wonderwool, I met the lady behind Coop Knits, and she was wearing an amazing brioche wrap that she had made with yarn scraps. The texture of brioche knitting is so tactile and colourful and I was desperate to give it a go.
After starting and ripping back five failed attempts I finally got my head around it and now I am totally addicted. I am making a Stephen West briochexplosion wrap using blue yarn dyed for me (I learned my lesson) by Rox of Lollipop Guild Yarns, and various yarns by Hutch of Dye Candy. The effect is exactly what I was hoping for and so far (touch wood) I haven’t screwed it up too badly. I can’t wait to get it finished.
My next post will be a reveal of a new crochet pattern – something I probably would never have tried to make without prompting, but I am so pleased with it. Watch this space!