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Monday, January 12, 2009

  Monday Morning Mirth  

I love the Golden Globes! Nothing better for a frigid Sunday night that the warm glow of this nutty awards show…

It just seems so much better than, you know! Even the dresses and glamour seem so much more fine: here is Drew Barrymore in my favorite dress of the evening. (Yes, I’m on a soft lake color blue bend…)

See the entire slideshow here where the fun starts after jLo…

BONUS: handsome men galore (my vote goes to the Mentalist, Simon Baker. What is it about that man?!)

Best Quotes: From my fave, Tina Faye’s holla at the haters, “noted that if ever one begins to feel “too good about yourself, they have this thing called the Internet, and you can find a lot of people there who don’t like you. I’d like to address some of them now. BabsonLaCrosse, you can suck it.””

From winner Mickey Rourke (Chic Knits favorite King of Skeeves) who’s “frequent use of the word “balls” as a compliment” is perhaps exceeded only by the F-word in a Mamet play…

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Basic Chic Hoodie

While the terrain seems subdued with arctic light these days, inside Chez Chic the color JUMPS.

Nothing better than a project with a little VAVaVOOM to keep the attention span alight. Now I’m all about going the Mamma Bear route and hibernating in the cave, but more than a luxurious Saturday afternoon nap just de-winds the clock.

Bringing a little color into the picture indoors makes it relaxing and productive. I went stash diving and came up with some unexpected fun. This yarn was from a long forgotten field trip to the Fold; it’s named Deluxe Worsted LP (by Universal, color 01). Now this is interesting stuff. It’s alot like a big sister to the painted sock yarns you see around with lovely self-striping action that removes all the fuss of changing skeins and weaving in ends. I wasn’t sure what the effect would be, having seen some garments made from a type Universal makes that is faux fair isle (and a lot of fun), but this knitted up into gracefully progressing color areas instead.

Keeping one simple stockinette project on the needles is my version of the Evening Cocktail: refreshing, relaxing and uncomplicated. So once again, we’ve cast on for a Basic Chic Hoodie and are sailing right along.

Off-road in in the Frog Pond: my deep chocolate Ariann has gone back to the future. After getting 3/4 of the way done with the body, I re-checked my gauge because something seemed to be moving in a direction I couldn’t live with. The yarn I was using is so sproingy (!?!) that after knitting it doesn’t stabizie or relax and get larger, it compresses and gets smaller. Another yarn that behaves like this? Rowan Calmer, which although it is a DK weight yarn, requires one to use much larger needles to acheive the standard 22/30 gauge that type of yarn usually gets.

I liked the Calmer so much I was willing to spend some time climbing its learning curve. The result? Really pretty fabric with actually no fuss or muss on my part than to just take that Leap of Faith and pick up a different size needle. My Chocolate yarn is much the same. It has so much tensile spring it is going to take a much bigger needle to knit with.

Finding something out like this is an AHA! moment for me and makes me focus and even gladly, rip out the work. I had this conversation with my new hairdresser (waa! the old one moved away!). She’s a beginning knitter and terrifed at ripping anything out. But she is at that happy place where you decide that you simply cannot knit that Hundreth Scarf but MUST make a sweater. She’s going to have a baby, so her sweater can be a little more gentle excursion into that terrain. I can’t wait to see what she comes up with — my haircut was pretty darn good ;p

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Tuesday, January 6, 2009
The horizon of a new year always holds so much promise.

Just by its very being, another chapter begins, and whether the time spent moving forward meets a fresh horizon or merely visits a known corner, every thing seems different, and even unseemly original.

Many of the people I know could not wait for 2008 to be over. The twists and turns of our cultural lives seemed to be almost too much to handle. Numerous days, even months, in my own year were lived as a chain of hapless events each trumping the other in distraction and distress.

I realized even as I was walking in my world, my eyes, more times than not, were cast down. They saw, on some miserable days, only the movement of one foot going in front of the other. Slow progress this, for one used to running into the promised land.

So this year, I’ve decided to simply raise my head. Chin up. Stiff upper lip, all that. If things weren’t looking up around me, so what. There was plenty I seemed to be missing by merely taking measure of my feet.

On New Year’s day, I was assigned to take pictures of a group of bicyclists who were riding early in the morning to celebrate really nothing more than sheer optimism. It was a very glacial daybreak; why would so many would leave the warmth of their bed and home and go to the cold cold edge like this.

But even as Lake Michigan was arctic, crackling, it beckoned with a beauty that could not be seen any other way than to be merely present.

Here were some of the colors that most fascinated me anywhere at all. Glimmering lightest seafoam, translucent pale aqua, and rounding and uniting, the colors of stone wearing moss and earth in an ingenious mantle of color.

It was several moments at this icy edge before I noticed that my gloves were off. My fingers were painfully telling just how frigid it was where I was standing. Cool. I was so outside myself, in beauty and peace, that it was even more of a grace to simply feel the warmth of my fleecy fingers when I went back into gloves and about my way.

So I’ve decided to chase the Muse.

To simply find in my life, and record the small (and not so small) visual cues that surround me. Things that are outside myself to rescue what’s inside myself and lift it up. Join me and show me what you find.

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