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Greetings From Cape May––My Trip To Peru, Row 2

(Some of the girls and ladies; all pics enlarge.)

After purchasing my fleece and a few gifts, came the apogee of my visit––meeting my benefactors. Barbara took me to their comfortably large, clean––and today, cool––quarters, where we were greeted by the flock, as feeding time trumped the heat. Well, I tell 'ya––cute overload aside, looking at these alpacas swelled my sense of pride toward spinning their fleece. Their conspicuous health and beauty are a testament to the care they receive from the Nuessle's, and the couple's concern for the surrounding environment as well.

"We and the other farms in the area had the goal of land preservation in mind" Barbara told me, "so we all locked down the land against further development." Wow. To me, living in New York, where urban development and eminent domain, is erasing the past as fast as rain on side-walk drawings made of chalk––this is the ultimate thank you, to the earth and certainly to Cape May. 

(Hunter and Harrison. You can see more pics of the herd on the website.)

The Nuessle's have 16 acres, on which their 26 Huachaya alpacas reside. Now, I know––as a knitter, spinner, weaver, or anyone else involved with fiber, you've had fantasies of having a (fill in the animal) farm.  Mr. K and my own holdings are limited to a dog and a cat. So how do the Nuessle's do it? "Twenty-two alpacas are easier to care for, than one dog," says Barbara. Really? Seeing the fish-eye I gave her, she explained. "You have to walk a dog, at least twice a day. And there's other kinds of care too."

I learned that alpacas are very clean, and don't defecate where they eat, making them less prone to parasites and disease. Socially, they're herding animals who like to stay with the group––you won't see signs posted around town for lost alpaca, reward $$. During my visit Alfalfa was being served as a treat, but hay is the primary staple, along with a supplement of vitamins and nutrients. Shearing occurs once a year in May, during which the vet visits, and the flock receives the "medical day spa" treatment, consisting of a physical exam, a dental check, their top knots (the hair on the top of their heads) trimmed, and a pedicure.

(Florence, after a happy hosing.)

Show-stoppers––Products of Good Breeding

The loving care that the alpacas receive, has brought about an impressive number of awards. The farm

participates in two major shows during the year––The
Alpaca Fiber Cooperative of North America (A.F.C.N.A.) national show, where BSF Frederico was the Reserve Color Champion of the continental fleece show for 2006––and the Mid-Atlantic Alpaca Association (MAPACA) show. Awards from these shows, translate into breeding with champions of other farms––and Bay Springs is expecting 6 crias (babies) this fall.

(Future Champ; Isabel, Miss Katie's daughter)

Now, what does this mean for you? Top notch fleece if you spin, yarn if you knit or crochet, or fab gifts, if you're the beneficiary of either group I mentioned. 

The Early Spinner Gets The Fleece

There are fleeces still for sale on the website, but spinners––act now! I was informed that the fleeces from last year's shearing sold out rapidly. "Spinning seems to be on the increase", Barbara told me. "When I was at the last TNNA (The National Needlework Association) show, there were a number of spinning vendors in attendance. But for you knitters out there, not to worry; the farm always has yarn for sale.

I'm already thinking about the future. I have my eye on Isabel, a darling 2 month-old cutie-pie, who was entertaining herself by just scampering about. Her fleece already has that championship feel.

Bay Springs Farm Alpacas, 542 New England Rd, Cape May, NJ; (609) 884-0563

Greetings From Cape May––My Trip To Peru, Row 1

That's Right, Only $45US! Do It This Summer!*

("Make sure to get my good side." This is Miss Katie, Isabel's mom; all pics enlarge.)

Folks, is there a more wonderful way to spend an afternoon in 90º-plus temperature, than to visit an Alpaca farm? Of course not, if you're an avid hand spinner. But I'll admit though, I was a bit concerned about the temperament of the creatures I wanted to meet––Alpacas can take weather extremes (such as in their native environment), but will suffer heat stress in high humidity; shearing them isn't enough. Barbara Nuessle (one of the farm's owners) informed me there were six fans in the barn, and the flock were getting hosed down twice a day. Now that's cool (excuse the pun), but I'd heard about folks who had been spit on by an aggravated camelid. Nevertheless, my appetence for their fabulous fleece, fueled by my New York sense of time (if I don't get there today, when is it gonna happen?) took hold of me, so that was that.

The Farm

(A bit of graze, after food and a joyful hosing.)

The cab driver asked, "what do they do there? I've heard of Bay Springs, but I don't know what they do."

"It's a farm. They raise alpacas. I'm buying fleece to spin."

"Oh."

I assume he decided not to take this further. I didn't either but, I did wonder how often the owners were asked the same question. I mean, think about it––no one asks this question about a horse farm, and you can spin horsehair. Yeah, I know what the reference is, and no, you can't ride an alpaca, but still…!

I knew of Bay Springs Alpaca Farm from previous visits to the cape, although it's usually during the week, when it's closed to the public. This year, following my recent creative iteration as a spinner/knitter, I saw the very nice fleece on their website, with the magic words––during the week by appointment only. One email led to another, and––awrighty now––you're reading about it.

The Shop

(You can feel the softness clean through your screen; Barbara knits the ear-warmers and the scarves.)

I was happily greeted by Barbara and Warren Nuessle, then Barbara led me through their beautiful home to the shop in the rear. I tell ya', this store is an alpaca lover's dream––it oozes softness. Beginning with the impeccably made clothing, gifts, accessories, and blankets, locally produced, and from Peru, the quality is excellent; combined with the friendly prices,  this a frugally fabulous shopping experience.

(Yarn so beautiful, you'll want to display rather than knit them.)

Fondling the different yarns, made me heady with the inspiration of what my spinning efforts could achieve, so I became even more solicitous about having this fleece. When Barbara opened the bags of it (8 oz. each), I was shook with the kind of rush I imagine that gamblers feel, when the flood of quarters from a slot machine is cascading into their bucket.

Altogether I purchased 32 oz., which I didn't feel was nowhere near enough, as I wanted the whole lot! (this is not greed. If you stuck your hand in any of those bags, trust me, you'd understand). But common sense ruled––or to be truthful, I was comforted by the fact that more could be ordered through their website.

Meeting The Family

(Increase the fleece! Clockwise, from left: Cerise, Miss Katie, and Geraldine; not shown is Florence, a true black fleece).

One of the many joys spinning gives me, is a closer connection to the animal. When buying brand name yarn, you buy the manufacturer. That's all good, but how cool is it to meet your yarn resource up close and personal? I believe this bond guides my spinning method and eventual choice of end use, so I it was only natural to meet and learn firsthand about the sires and dams enhancing my personal luxury.

Okay folks, it's late––my eyes are closing. Tomorrow you'll meet the family, including a 'lil cutie-pie whose fleece I can't wait to spin, when she gets clipped!

(*The cost of a round trip ticket by bus from Port Authority, N.Y., to Cape May, N.J.)

Greetings From Cape May––Wish You Were Here

In A Nod To Victoria, I Brought My Wheel

 (Fitting in with the decor; all pics enlarge)

As I compile my notes for the next post, I thought I'd ramble a bit on my doings here on this lovely cape, and during the time I was away from the blogosphere. First, about the spinning. Soon after my major peeps Chante´ revived my interest (I learned over a decade ago), I've been at it full force. Pictured, is a knitted sample of an Icelandic fleece from Bryna, a sheep at Sunrise Sheep & Wool, in Minnesota. The knitted sample on the chair is mine; the one I'm about to spin and knit, is for the owners. The scoured locks were opened with a flick carder, to spin both the tog (outer hair), and the thel––the inner hairs that feel as soft as cashmere––together for warmth and softness.

(Hail Victoria!; a lovely period home)

Cape May is a lovely place to ride around (go to Sheild's  Bike Rentals at 11 Gurney; 609-884-BIKE). It's flat terrain is easily negotiable, and the drivers conscientious. While shooting these ornate residences, I surmised about the ladies of the time, sitting under the grand awnings that shade their porches; would they be knitting or crocheting the latest pattern from the Godey's Lady's Book? Or would it be just too damn hot, especially wearing all those clothes? Currently, a few of these homes are now for sale––they certainly look nice, but I bet they're  a b***h to heat during the winter.

(The Fiber Arts Yarn Shop carries some outrageous yarns; would Vikki approve?)

No trip to this town would be complete without a stop at the local yarn shop (LYS). The photo foreshortens the store, but believe me, it's not messy. Actually, it's easy to walk around in, has an abundance of natural light, and Kathy is welcoming and lovely! Yes, I bought a few things; my purchase was so small, Mr. K would approve. Please go to the above link for more details about this great shop.

(Keep these artisans going; hand carved circulars from Nepal)

I thought these were fabulous! They're 12mm circular needles, connected to a fabric tube. The photo doesn't do justice to the exquisite carving.

(The separate guest house at Buttonwood; its two mini apartments are cute for a small family, or friends)

Before I sign off, I gotta tell ya'. If you are either allergic (as I am) to mosquitoes, or have a phobia of them, you won' t do well at Brothers II Pizza, on Sunset and Broadway. They had the door open, and as I was waiting for my outgoing order, I looked around and realized I was surrounded by mosquitoes––hundreds of them––on the floors and walls; I programmed myself out of panic, and, in a testament to the power of Off! Deep Woods I was not bitten. In fact, when a fly landed on me, I was grateful.

Greetings From Cape May––The Aliens Have Returned Me!

And Guess Where I Was Left…

 

(Monique Greenwood's Buttonwood Manor B & B; all pics enlarge)

Okay okay, I'm not gonna front, folks. The truth is, after our last publishing cycle at work, I was pretty done in mentally; so I took a breather from everything––well, from blogging and needlework anyway. I joined the rest of the world to live for a while, as the Brita® pitcher that is my brain, needed a filter change and refilling. Now it's filled to over-flowing, so I'm gonna start spilling out the details; check it out.

Regain Your Needlework Mojo

(To the Sistahfriends knitting group; y'all would just love to knit here! The sun parlor.)

West Cape May, NJ is the place to be! It's so not trendy, thank the ancestors. This picture postcard Victorian town (trust me, the architecture here is no joke), sports the best of everything from bird-watching, to some of the best beaches on the east coast, and let's not forget the bi-annual Cape May Jazz Festival. And yes Donna, there was an important African-American presence here––go to The Center for Community Arts for details, particularly the walking tour.

To The Manor Knitted

(It's like staying with a favorite relative; a lovely breakfast awaits in one of the dining rooms.)

Once you're in the place to be, Akwaaba-At-Buttonwood is the place to stay! The latest aquisition to Ms. Greenwood's portfolio, Buttonwood––another historic home, directly across the street from Akwaaba-By-The-Sea, her first B & B on the cape––doesn't cheat on attention to detail, and I mean from the first B, to the last! Her inns are cultural, calm, and cozy––perfect for needlework.  And best of all, the rates will leave you enough money to run to  either the Fiber Arts Yarn Shop, or Stitch By Stitch,  both within walking distance!

Well, I'm gonna walk upstairs to my lovely room, and get some shut eye, so I can be fresh to tell y'all about my visit to Bay Springs Alpaca Farm––stay tuned (no, it won't take another month).

Please go to the links, for stunning pics of the rooms (which doesn't divert from reality), and for booking info; Michelle, there's enough rooms to host all of you at The Harlem Girls Quilting Circle! Whoo hoo!

Meditating Upon Completion––It's The Dog's Turn

The Empress's New Clothes

(Della, the "it" bull, in her new sweater; all pics enlarge)

First, I want to thank my friend and new subscriber, the creative and astutely sagacious Veronica Mitchell, for helping me re-discover the practice of meditation, to actualize my flights from chimera into reality; my UFO shelf is almost empty! Here's the latest.

Della's two-piece sweater (underside not shown), is from one of my all time favorites, "Dogs In Knits" by Judith L. Swartz. The yarn, Cascade 220,  is from my stash. I used two skeins of color 9404, and one skein each of 8010, and 9471. The slip stitch stripe, what I call the lazy man's fair-isle, is from "A Second Treasury of Knitting Patterns" by Barbara G. Walker. 

 A Dog––The Knitter's Best Friend

Do the sweaters you knit for your mate, lie at the back of the closet, while he/she claims they are worn, it's just that you're not around to see? Does your choice of yarns and styles consistently spark protests from your loved ones? Here's a suggestion. Get a dog. In particular, a short haired one.

I love to knit for Della. She wears my sweaters with enthusiasm. I can try out new yarns and patterns, and she doesn't complain. Sometimes, it's not easy. She's not small. Her chest is 32" in diameter (about the size of a ten year-old's), she's 23" from base of neck to butt, and her neck itself is a good 16" (her hind section does narrow to 17", giving her a beautiful frame in standing profile; she's a sexy beast). But I don't have to worry about sleeves, and her outre´ fashion sense, is great for stash-busting. Another plus––unlike some of my neighbor's children, Della senses when she's wearing something nice, and doesn't wallow in mud or other detritus. She becomes the neighborhood fashionista, accepting compliments with an outstretched paw. Good girl.

My attraction to the aforementioned book, was the author's statement that "dogs do have a sense of dignity." You're so right Judith, they know when they're wearing something silly. Her designs are sophisticated, photographed on a variety of breeds. There's instructions for measuring your dog (great for larger canines), and a basic sweater pattern to start, both in knit and crochet. In Della's case, I limited myself to using four colors, selected with my eyes closed. I then had to make the combination work. We're both pleased with the outcome, and even Mr. K feels he can walk her without looking foolish (read un-masculine).

(Her mistress's voice; underside view)

Big Dogs Need Sweaters Too

If you own a large dog and haven't knitted or crocheted for it yet, consider this. It's bad enough the majority of sweaters sold, are for dogs from 8" to 20". But why do folks think certain breeds––Pit bulls, Rottweilers, and Cane Corsos, to name a few, don't need a coat because of their supposed toughness? Are you kidding? I've seen way too many leashed outside in the cold freezing, while the owners are in a heated store leisurely doing whatever–––it's irresponsible!  Sweaters for large dogs aren't wussy––they're necessary. Remember, in their natural environment, they'd be in a den, if they weren't hunting.

A nice hand-knit sweater, can turn your big dog, into a big deal––they'll love it, and you too.

 

Speak On it, My Sistahs––The "Speak Out!" Show

In The Eye Of The Calm

(the pupil of "Peace Meditation of the Third Eye", by Robyn Mahone-Lonesome; All pics enlarge.)

A lot of self-help guides advise you to express your feelings to the intended, in the form of a letter, if you can't communicate them verbally. "Speak Out!", the exhibition attended by myself and Mr. K at the
Frank H. Williams Caribbean Cultural Center last weekend, had me thinking about the shows description as a correspondence, giving voice to a group of women––The Harlem Girls Quilting Circle––addressing issues affecting them, me, and whether you know it or not––you too.

I am largely a knitter, but I like to look for the connecting threads between diverse mediums to obtain inspiration. This show had my head spinning. The issues, investigated through the modern manipulation of a trad feminine form––the techniques, color, power, size, and beauty––bum-rushed my brain in a kaleidoscopic convergence.

The result, was a viscerally, sensory experience; your first thought is not the "gee, these are really nice quilts," kind of pleasantness you get from other shows of similar medium. When you enter, and the first quilt you see reflects the past and present state of Harlem, N.Y., now a real estate epicenter, depicted in a marvelously cohesive member-assigned block quilt––it's more like "Wow, what the *&#@?!"

Harlem On Their Minds

(Harlem 2008, in a nutshell; the HGQC group quilt; machine pieced by Ann Alvarez, machine quilted by Laura R. Gadson)

The messages, while personal to the circle, were certainly not intended for an inaccessible audience; and believe me, the audience came out in force! The issues––injustice, the criminal system, economics, health-care––aren't new, but that's not the point. As the blandness of email makes it easier to delete what you don't want to deal with, the attraction of these quilts, is quite the corollary; like letters written in a sensuous hand, on handmade rice paper with a
Faber-Castel––their beauty renders the subject matter even more compelling to read, no matter how chilling.

(My Country, Tis'  of Greed, by Laura R. Gadson. Flag. Cotton with mixed media embellishments; 2008)

But unlike paper correspondence, this is too powerful to be mentally balled up and thrown away as some of the same guides advise, the importance being "closure". No y'all, this is a trad form of expression turned on its head, to express everything from outrage to a mechanism for coping. And true to our sistah selves, the imagery was bold and to the point––but hey, how else are some folks eventually going to "get it?"

(You GO, grrls; artists Robyn Mahone-Lonsome and Michelle Bishop, in front of a meditation quilt by Paula Wynter).

"Speak Out!" isn't all about facing confounding issues. As in life, there are ways to cope, and these methods are displayed in works that soothe and heal, through balance and meditation. Paula Wynter's diptych, "Meditation: All The Pain And Suffering In the World", and "Meditation: All The Happiness In The World", is inspired by the practice of Tonglen. Unfinished works, they invite the viewer to add to the sending out of the pain and suffering of themselves and others, and then to send out happiness to us all. "Peace Meditation of the Third Eye" comes with an actual mantra to repeat.

At The End Of The Day, Why You Should Go

(Detail of HGQC's group quilt; transfer, magic marker, applique, machine stitched)

The HGQC is an independent circle of Harlem based sistahs who meet regularly to quilt. Together for a number of years, their works grace many private collections. In order to share their refreshingly modern perspectives with the public, they raise money for, and mount many of their own exhibitions. This group effort enables you to enjoy a stereotype-free experience, lacking censorship from the technique dominated, lulling shawl of passivity of many local group shows. I'm sending a HUGE shout out to the Cultural Center for hosting this show; and to my girls at HGQC, for inspiring me with new ways to communicate.

Now, I'ma say this once more. If you're looking for new ways to communicate, there will be a panel discussion with the artists about their way of working together, on April 30th, and then––African-inspired quilting workshops on the 7th, 14th, and 21st of June; for more info, contact Monthina Williams at the center––RSVP early for these, my friends, the instructor is Ife Felix, one of the founders; these workshops don't happen often, and they fill up quickly. So be there, or you're only a square!

Happy New Year! Springing Up, and Out towards the Sunlight––Row 1

My Vacation To Do List, For Art, Music, And Whatever!

(Up close, it's mind boggling! "Peace Meditation of the Third Eye." Quilt, by Robin Mahone-Lonesome; photo, D. James Dee; all pics enlarge).

Friends! I feel blessed to be on vacation in time to celebrate Easter, the beginning of the New Year, along with a number of other cultures on our planet. I long ago gave up on the Gregorian Calendar––looking out of my window at New Year's––I saw no newness.

Now as the daffodils are starting to push up from the ground in my building's courtyard, I'm feeling my own upward push toward renewal and creative growth. Which is exactly why––tomorrow––Mr. K and I are out the door for the opening reception, of new works by the intrepidly creative sistahs of The Harlem Girls Quilting Circle. My girl (and one of the artists exhibiting) Michelle Bishop, blessed me with this info.

Speak Out!––is a correspondence, using the quilt medium to represent the voices of a group of women fearlessly exploring the social issues impeding our progress at the present time. Taking place in collaboration with the Franklin H. Williams Caribbean Cultural Center (they have a most beautiful intro for their 30th anniversary), it's happening from 5 to 8 p.m. in the gallery. RSVP to Monthina Williams at 212 307 7420, ext. 3006. The suggested donation is $5.00US, C.C.C.A.D.I. members free.

Now, if you cannot make the opening, it's okay, the best is yet to come! Put this in your calendar. There will be a panel discussion with the artists next month, and an African-inspired quilt workshop, in June. And trust me, these sistahs rarely hold workshops, so ya' don't wanna miss it! (Ya' hear that Trina?). The show is up until June 27th.

Tie A Yellow Ribbon, In The Following Places!

The fantastic film of my ubiquitous co-worker, Joy Dietrich, is on the move! For those of ya'll who inquired, I know it's been a minute, but festival season is here, and with it––screenings! Check this link, then go and tell her Sahara said hi! And hey––holla' back with your thoughts on this movie.

Okay, I gotta go put some food in me, so I can come back and put up another post, about my arm's-length list of places to go and people to see!

From A Closet, To A Colossus

The Little Shop That Could…Did!

(You won't stumble into this place. All pics enlarge)

A little over a year ago, I literally stumbled into Vardhman Inc., a craft, trim, and yarn business on 39th street. The size of a closet, its ceiling height gave the place the appearance of being housed in an elevator shaft. I was so intrigued by this jam packed jewel of a shop, I gave them a shout.

This past week, on my way to Steinlauf & Stoller during lunch hour to buy a zipper, I stumbled upon––rather into––the new Vardhman Inc., now a few doors down from its old location, occupying a  space about 10 times larger and boasting a mezzanine, no less. What happened?

  (Observation deck; the view from the mezznine.)

"We were fortunate," says Baljeet Arora, one of the owners. "We have now been here six months. It's a bit slow, due to the season, but it will pick up." Indeed it should. I took in the spacious breath-ability of the new digs, and it felt good to exhale. Yes, they've traded the jewel box feel of the former store, for what some may find, as a more sterile environment. But its size is used to good effect; you'll no longer feel as if you're gonna start an avalanche every time your bag swings around.

The place is bathed in an energy-saving cool tint, while contributing to the sterile look––is still better than the eye-strain dinginess of Daytona Braids & Trimming, up the block. You can now actually see what they have to offer, which lead my gaze hungrily to the mezzanine. I became stoked, curious to check out the expansion of what were formerly just a wall of shelves––or maybe it was my yarn addiction kickin' in, at the speculation of what I could possess.

Guess which, won out?

Knits And News

And The Knits Just Keep On Coming

(The Purple Haze Tweed; All pics enlarge)

Occasionally, I like to make my own tweed combinations. For me it's like painting, combining different yarns in order to achieve an amalgam of luminosity, texture, and color. It also uses up some of my machine knitting yarn stash––that I have pounds of.

The sweater Lola's wearing, is made up of one end of 2/32 Linea PIU mohair (the haze) and the remainder: 2 ends of 2/18  wool/silk, 1 end of 2/24 wool/alpaca and 1 end of 2/18 merino, from my all time favorite supplier,   JaggerSpun! Here's a huge shout out to Chuck! The tweed effect, was made using the amazing accessory shown.

The Daruma Yarn Twister, has been around since the eighties (in my memory). I don't t know when the company ceased to make this gadget, but it was a damn shame, that they did. The twister allows for the the threads or yarns to wrap around each other evenly; you don't get "runs" of one color or another, as when you either knit or crochet, slipping the strands through your fingers. And the twist doesn't bias when worked. Valerie, I'll have the full instructions for assembly and use under the Project Working Notes in the sidebar tomorrow.

I've put up the first part of the blocking tutorial in the sidebar  for Twist, speaking on the why and what of blocking; The how is next. Stay tuned.

Big Up Time

My sistahfriend Trina Michelle Robinson, knits together phenomenal occurrences throughout the African Diaspora and presents them on her blog The Passage Project. It's my go to for an aggregation of awareness and consciousness lifting news and events; check it out. It'll become yours.

It Hasn't Unraveled Me

Yes, I'm finally on Ravelry! Now I can see what all the fun is about. I very excited to be a part of this sub-universe, and maybe that's what's motivating me towards completion. I can't wait until I'm finished with the spring publishing cycle at work, and I get some time off; then I'll time to revel!

The Last Twister

Slow and Steady, Made The Cardi

(Colored pearl and semi-precious stone necklace, Shimoda Accessories; suede and mock croccodile satchel by Marie Elanne; boots, Dumond; photo by Mr. K; all pics enlarge).

Bonne Marie's Twist, is the first sweater, not of my own design, I've made for myself.

During the 23 years I've been knitting, I generally supported the work of sweater designers by purchasing their garments. Knitting patterns involved labor, and at the time, I had enough of my own work to do. But, once I changed careers, I found I could relax my mind to faithfully and uncritically knit another designer's pattern––and the timing couldn't have been better. The blogosphere has given rise to some very good knit designers, the major benefit being,  I haven't worked for any of them! Now surrounded with a plethora of interesting knits, I looked for precise instructions with no errata (pattern mistakes make me crazy), and a good schematic and/or pattern chart. Twist, gave me exactly what I was looking for.

Twist is a well balanced design in terms of knitting interest, the fringed cable collar giving it a youthful sass. And, it was classic enough not to date by the time I finished. Given the numerous daily deadlines I face at work, why impose any on an art I enjoy? 

I did resist a strong urge to run the cable pattern along the sleeve, and stayed true to the pattern; the discipline was not to re-design or embellish. If you are already knitting someone else's idea, why create more work for yourself?

Anyway, I started knitting this almost a year ago, and finished this past fall. I've worn it on a number of occasions, and it is indeed a chic-knit, receiving many compliments. Now, to elaborate on a few details.

Penny Wise and Button Foolish

I wanted to prove to some of my thriftier knitting friends, that you can make a beautiful and inexpensive garment out of 100% wool, if you're not too lazy to take care of it; knitting is too much of a labor of love, to use a cheap acrylic. Panda Woolbale 8 ply, an Aussie import from the famous Smiley's Yarns, was my choice, and this baby clocked in at $36.00US. So I splurged on the buttons!             

They are copper, with a green patina finish, from an Italian boy's military academy, circa 1940's (no, they are not fascist); from Tender Buttons, 143 E 62nd St NYC, 1-212-758-7004, my favorite source in New York (in Chicago, 946 N. Rush, Chicago, IL, 1-312.337.7033).

Here is a close up of the collar, and my friend's necklace.

The knitting pattern contained no errata, and Bonne's instructions were very easy to follow, accompanied by a nice cable chart and a good schematic drawing, especially important when you are ready to block your finished pieces. I gotta say, it was a good knitting experience, for a pattern virgin––although of course, the key––was to knit a large (8" x 8") swatch in the cable pattern first! Remember, if you don't ignore this step, your sweater won't ignore you!

For a blocking tutorial and a novel way to attach the collar, my tutorial page will be in the sidebar shortly.

Saying Ha-a-a-a-a-a-y!

Knitters At Work

 

Leonor Mamanna and myself; My former "Student of the Month" is now part of the Saartje KAL at work. We are fashionably outfitting the feet of some of the new babies of our co-workers. All pics enlarge).

Girl, How Ya' Livin'?

Although the temperature is 42º at present, and the view of the park across the street looks pretty bleak, my internal clock feels the beginnings of the subtle transition toward spring. Or maybe it's just menopause. Anyway, it's been a minute, so here's a report on my own doings, while the devil's playground has been closed.

Shout Out Time

First, I want to big up a few new subscribers––Pooch2, Brokedown Tiger, and MissDavis! I also say welcome to any new unpublished subscribers! I'm happy y'all think my blog is worth the time to check out regularly.

No Idle Hands; A Onsie for Karen

Ancestors! I'm just in time for the arrival of Tawana's daughter, Karen Joi! Plymouth Encore D.K. Colorspun, is my favorite Acrylic/Wool mix; there's enough wool to give the yarn a nice hand, and the synthetic lends machine wash-ability; the yardage (150 yds) is value for money. The contrast yarn is Knit Picks' Merino Style in Harvest. Three balls of the main color, and 1 ball of contrast color was used.

The original pattern, is from Minnow Knits, Too by Jill Eaton (Pottercraft). Her instructions are clear, there are detailed schematics and excellent photos of a diverse range of tykes. I chose the 3 month size, in order to adapt to the larger gauge fabric my needles (sizes 3 and 6), produced; the finished garment is sized for a one year old. Here's a close-up of the buttonhole and Crab st. finish.

I don't have a vision of a button yet, but I'm sure  Tender Buttons will have a miniature work of art which will leap out at me. I'm considering a duplicate stitch embellishment of Adinkra symbols denoting blessings. Powerful devices, when rendered in a juvenile color––such as the contrast yarn––softens the viewers response, while maintaining the strength of their definition.   

Chante´ Put Me In A Spin

(My first handspun bulky yarn)

A refresher lesson from Chante´ last summer, revived my long dormant interest in spinning. I dusted off my very old Ashford Student wheel––no longer made––then got busy. I now own a new Kiwi, and a Bosworth Journey wheel (for cotton), an adaptation of the original Charka book wheel, endorsed by Ghandi to promote South Asian independence.

My yarn is spun from Halcyon's Corriedale top, using the long draw method, while simultaneously creating thick/thin spaces. The swatch shown, is a rib using size 11's. I tell you, it's uber-lofty,soft, and with excellent memory. Ultimately, my intention is to spin and knit items for myself and Mr. K, and to give yarn as gifts to friends.   

Folks, before I check out, I want to hip y'all to a few interesting people, places and things.

Support the Handmade

My girl Stephanie Syjuco has it going on! Her site Anti-Factory, features beautiful recycled jersey tops that knock the hipness quotient clean off the charts! All are handmade by her, and if you're slow you blow––her pieces sell that fast.

Places To Knit and Crochet

I love Tribal Spears Gallery & Cafe 2167 Frederick Douglass Blvd. (8th Avenue) bet. W. 117th & W 116th; 212-666-6550.
It's spacious and cozy at the same time. There's a nice group seating area that looks like your living room, cubiclesque enclosures along the wall for laptop users and the outer part of this large room is multi-purpose, encompassing a gallery/performance space. Good lighting, coffee and desserts round out the offerings. They're open daily until 8 p.m., and is where the nimble-fingered sistahs of the Harlem Sistahfriends Knitting Circle currently meet. We will be in the building again next Sunday, February 9th, at 4p.m.

Computerized Knitting

I've become a laptop knitter meaning, I now occasionally carry my laptop, in addition to my knitting and other essentials. I wanted an accomodating bag, that would offer seroius protection for my Macbook (felted bags look nice, but to be honest, I don't trust them; New York at rush hour is way to brutal). I was becoming flummoxed by what I thought were the lack of options out there for women. That is, until I hit upon Kate Trgovac's lens, and found a bag that completely satisfied my needs. In fact, there were a number of laptop bags to suit all of my needs. Kate diligently and fairly reviews an amazing number of bags; she doesn't merely reprint the press release, like some other shopping lenses.

Ironically, the bag I chose, is made by Spire. Kate informed that the owner is married to Lexie Barnes, who is, as you know, a primo craft bag designer. Ah, there's that thread that  binds us all again!

A New Perspective Has Arrived!

Check It Out

(Cover, the art of Xenobia Bailey; all pics enlarge)

Forgive my delay in posting of the arrival of Black Purl Magazine's  inaugural print issue; don't worry, it's still relevant.

Why Do We Need Another Needlecraft Magazine?

And one that features people of color? Haven't we moved on? My answer is I don't think so, not in America. Needlework is not immune, from the same prejudices that influence opinion in our society. There are few popular needlework periodicals that I've seen, whose content and contributors accurately reflects this nation's mosaic on a regular basis. And though I'm aware of the financial equation that makes e-zines more conducive to inclusion, as opposed to print (this is one excuse I hear), we all want to put our feet up and enjoy a print edition occasionally. And Black Purl will still maintain its e-zine, so join up.

What about marketing? This is another excuse. Marketing deals with who you see, and that sight is based on perception. However, the birth of great ideas are often the result of this narrow mindedness. Men now have their own needlework mags, meaning they no longer have to wait for a woman-focused publication to produce a special issue for them––and neither do I. On the flip side, I was honored to have had my design accepted for the inaugural issue of Men Knit. So, as far as an ethnic knitting mag––well, why not?

What's In It For You?

Black Purl is choc full of interesting patterns, and articles that render inspiration, advice, and encouragement. There's a feature on Xenobia Bailey, an internationally recognized fiber artist, whose work is only now achieving appreciation from the mainstream art establishment in this country. Contributors include Afi Scruggs, Donna Druchunas, Paloma Parra and publisher, L'Tanya Durante, as well as myself and others. Book reviews focus on global needlework, expanding our awareness of the cross-cultural references of our world. Best, is the inclusion of different types of needlecraft––a little something for everyone.

But Is It All That?

There is room for improvement; but hey, to go from an e-zine to a glossy mag in a year, is an achievement in itself, especially when the editors are all busy sisters and brothers juggling jobs, families, and publishing issues. That said, I give a huge thanks to L'Tanya, Sonja, and the rest of the staff.

Please support the efforts of these amazing folk, in their aim to produce a 'zine online and in print, that promotes our diversity in craft and perspective. It is my hope that soon, the sight of me, or another brother or sister performing any form of needlework will evoke an intelligent exchange, rather than an exclamation of disbelief.

Nikoa And Garrett Invites A Knitter To Paradise, With Roses Too!

Congratulations!

You look fabulous! (Garrett Hendricks and Nikoa Evans; her gown, Nicole Miller; his suit, The Men's Wearhouse; all pics enlarge).

Ancestors! There just couldn't have been a better way for Mr. K and I to recoup from the hectic holidaze, than by spending four luscious days in St. Thomas, U.S. Virgin Islands, to attend the wedding of my sistahfriend––and a lovely crocheter––the effervescent Ms. Nikoa Evans to the handsome and mischievously humorous ("we're  movin' on up") Garrett Hendricks. Their comfortably chic ceremony took place on January 5th, at the award-winning Frenchman's Reef and Morning Star Marriott Beach Resort. With the weather giving a postcard perfect day, all of us, family and guests, basked in the affectionate hug of the sun and the joyfulness radiating from our two lovebirds.

(A truly blessed day; The terrace reception area).

But lest I start to sound staid––we enjoyed some bangin' Caribbean food, and kicked up our heels––and sandals––to the fabulous music Garrett selected; you GO, brother!

(And it tasted as good as it looked; cake, The Marriott).

Deftly adorned with real roses, this cake was beautiful and refreshingly non-trad. We so need to move on from over-done, heavily frosted layer cakes topped with a non-edible wedding party. Hey, I've always wondered how many brides have quietly panicked, when confronted with cutting such a thing.

(Paradise is nice; a view from the reception terrace)

I was honored to attend their wedding! Nikoa and I met a few years ago at the Harlem Knitting Circle, when I was a volunteer instructor. She wanted to advance her skills in crochet, and we became friends, linked to the thread which binds us all.

Nikoa and Garrett, I wish you as much happiness as there are stitches from all of the crocheters and knitters, and needle-workers on the planet! And start stockpiling yarn girlfriend, for those blankets and little sweaters you're gonna make down the road, LOL!

Here is their official announcement in the New York Times.