Just this, because I couldn’t help myself:
Just this, because I couldn’t help myself:
Remember how I did a Regretsy yarnbomb on the Jim Boggio statue and got all kinds of love from April for it and she posted that I was going to make a hat out of the “whimsicle fuckery” piece that I’d made? OK, maybe you don’t, but I sure do! I took the piece down after taking the photos, because it’s not everyone’s cuppa, and I wouldn’t want to cause offense, and not everyone would understand. Anyway, here’s the pic:
So I ended up making this, which I finished today, and which is modeled by my lovely and talented friend Heather:
Yes, I am sending a mobile yarnbomb to Finland, on the head of one of my favorite people, and I couldn’t be more pleased. I love this hat to death, especially the rear view.
Perkele means something vaguely naughty in Finnish, and has become the semi-official cheer, I guess, for April Winchell’s goodwill tour/book-writing expedition, which has raised more than $15,000 for charitable causes before even packing a single suitcase. Well done. Although the Kickstarter effort has ended, she is always accepting donations for folks in need. It’s not all 501(c)3′d out the wazoo, it’s just good decent folks trying to keep their fellow humans from going all the way down the drain in hard times. You can read more about what she does on the Charity page of Regretsy.
What more can I say except,
First of all, my heartfelt thanks to April over at Regretsy for posting about me and linking to my blog (you need to enter the password, cf4l, to see the post). The number of subscribers has tripled overnight, so welcome, both of you. I haven’t added much to the knitted landscape lately as I’ve been getting caught up on other projects (a pair of long-overdue slippers for one friend, a Jayne hat for another, projects for April’s Army, etc.)
Streetcolor is planning a major effort in Oakland in October that I’ve offered to help with, and there’s a breast cancer awareness thing in the works, so there’s that to look forward to.
I guess it’s a stretch to call it yarn bombing, but I was, in a sense, able to yarn bomb a Burning Man wedding this year, courtesy of friends Hugh and Anila, who asked me to knit wedding “rings” for them to put around each other’s necks for their ceremony on the Playa. I was given very general instructions and free rein, and was told the results are exactly what they’d pictured….
A couple images from the ceremony (which I did not attend – Burning Man being a bit out of my league):
I got interviewed for an article in The Community Voice about my yarn bombs in and around Cotati. Pretty nice!
In other news, Steve and I set out to (briefly) yarn bomb the Golden Gate Bridge for Regretsy’s recent CF4L contest, and won a prize for this photo:
Very grateful to April for whatever weird and wonderful thing is due to show up in my mailbox this week. In the mean time, I took the pieces down so I wouldn’t get in trouble with park authorities, and put them back up here:
Yes, I do have a 6′ x 4′ replica of the Golden Gate Bridge in my dining room. Doesn’t everyone?
It’s Accordion Festival time here in Cotati, California, and the day I’ve been preparing for ever since I realized I couldn’t finish this piece in time for IYBD. I bring you the Jim Boggio statue, dressed as the King of the Stomach Steinway:
The organizers of the event loved it, and even acknowledged me from the stage, and I saw many people taking photos of each other with the statue, so I think this will be one well-documented piece, even if it is only up for two days.
I’ve just returned from a week in Alaska with my sweetie, and finally found a tree in Sitka to stitch up a piece I’ve been holding onto for quite some time. Back when my dear friend Jeanne was struggling with the cancer that ended up killing her (god damn fucking cancer) I wanted to make her a lacy scarf in a brilliant shade of blue. Her sensitive skin couldn’t tolerate wool, but I found the most beautiful saturated blue silk, and a lace pattern called “spider stitch,” which was perfect, since her husband’s name is Spider.
So I knitted like mad and finished this lovely thing, blocked it, and while it was drying started fretting because it had that weird smell that silk sometimes does, and I thought she might not be able to wear it smelling like that. PANIC! I rushed out and bought another yarn entirely, one made from sugar cane that was very soft, but the color wasn’t nearly as vivid, and it lacked the lovely sheen of the silk scarf I’d already made. I started knitting the second scarf, but ultimately, I gave her the silk one, the smell was not a problem, and she was wearing it the last time I saw her alive. The second scarf sat unfinished on needles from then on, and Jeanne’s been gone for more than a year now.
I’d met Spider and Jeanne before going to Alaska with them in 2007, but it was in Alaska that we really became friends, and it felt somehow right to find a place in Alaska to put up that unfinished scarf I’d started knitting for Jeanne. I finally got it stitched onto a tree just moments before I had to get onto the bus that took us to the Sitka airport and on our way back home. Two little girls came up and asked me about it and I did a horrible job of explaining what I was doing. Hopefully they’ll read this and have a better idea what it’s about. My dear friend Sharon was on hand and took photos, which I’ll post when I receive them. In the mean time, I have this:
And just for the heck of it (not at all yarn related) another photo I took yesterday:
I actually know the guy who wrote this article, but he had no idea it was me he was writing about! Love it!!
Oh, and does it count if you yarnbomb yourself? Over at Regretsy there’s been a recent “thing” where folks have been messing with the letters offered for sale in craft stores etc. “CF4L” has special meaning for Regretsy fans, as does goatse, for reasons which I am not going to try to explain, so when I decided to go out on a CF4L mission, I made myself a suitably insane disguise:
If you don’t know what it is you’re looking at, trust me, you don’t want to know.