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| Re: Frustrations, various [message #50350 is a reply to message #50349 ] |
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 blondviolinist
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I’m tired of frelling swatching, and I’m still near enough the beginning of my Knitting Journey that it’s all educational anyway, and 6.5 mm is big enough, I don’t want to knit on anything bigger right now. So I cast on for First Cardi—and since I am of course bang between two sizes, at least it meant my choice was clearly for the larger—and I’ll knit a few inches and see where the awful frell I am. . . .
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Good for you. I love both Elizabeth Zimmermann's and Meg Swanson's approachs to knitting. Yes, swatching is well & good, and I advise all knitters of sweaters to swatch, but the painful truth is swatches are only truthful on alternate Tuesdays & Thursdays when the stars are aligned just so. (Because I swatch, I happen to know that my personal tension is almost always a bit smaller on swatches than it is on the real garment. My swatches lie, but at least I kind of know what lies they like to tell.) You've done your obligatory swatch offering to the knitting gods. I'm glad you're diving in.
"Purity of heart is to will one thing." Kirkegaard
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| Re: Frustrations, various [message #50352 is a reply to message #50349 ] |
Sun, 17 June 2012 01:00 |
EMoon
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Registered: March 2009 |
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There must have been a time before knitting patterns when people knit to fit...the body in front of them (or at the other end of their arms from the knitting needles. Hurray for diving in!
I felt that way with First Sock...I hit the wall that night and just said "!**! I can still pull my feet up and try it on as I go." And lo, in the fullness of time (and it was full!) there were socks. Not pretty socks. Not perfect socks...there's an encyclopedia of errors visible on each one, if you look. They don't exactly match, for one thing. Not even perfectly fitting socks (they come off my feet if I walk around sock-footed...they're just a leeeetle big.) But they covered my feet and my feet liked them...and when I'm wearing jeans (which I do) and shoes that lace up (which I do) all the mistakes don't show. And my toes aren't cramped. I just need more of them. Which, given the fact that I'm supposed to be learning entirely too much Britten (your fav, not mine!!!) and finishing the edits on Limits (!!!) means my knitting time is severely curtailed.
I am praying that this glut of Britten (and Howells, and Finzi) we're doing in the choir will satisfy Svengali for awhile. Likewise Howells. Enough already, says the person who loathes and despises changes of tempi every measure or two, who is not fond of handfuls of accidentals tossed out like confetti. The Britten I'll be singing in...dang it...nine hours now...sits the entire choir on C...that one note...for almost three pages, and then racks up the speed and goes into tempi changes that involve everything from 6/8 to 11/8, and...other nasty stuff. With Christopher Smart's chaotic poem. Urg.
Best wishes for Wolfgang's recovery at little or no cost.
E
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