Everyone is familiar with the way people rationalize eating things they know they’re going to regret by telling themselves half cookies don’t have calories or holidays are for overeating. Knitters are familiar with a variation of this kind of logic when they visit yarn stores in other cities and add to their SABLE (stash acquisition … More Teachings of the Fiber Goddess and the Zen Master
A line sticking straight up. A line sticking straight out. Nothing simpler while simultaneously nothing more variable, and maybe that’s why it’s such endlessly fertile ground for the ideas that I turn into stuff. Right angles were the basis of the hand knitting I did all during the summer, and they’re following me into the … More All the Right Angles
Every now and then, one sees articles about mathematicians and physicists who take up knitting and then begin analyzing their new craft from the standpoint of their academic specialty. The knitting itself is ordinary beginner work, but the scientist-knitters get very excited about the physical characteristics of how a one-dimensional material can create a three-dimensional … More More on Optimization
When I buy yarn that isn’t already in my stash, I feel a lot of compulsion to come up with a plan for it and execute that plan promptly. As it is, I have enough yarn to last me 20 years after I die, so if I’m going to purchase yet more yarn, it needs … More Optimization
Not every successful machine knitter is a genius, but for me, machine knitting is a much more intellectual process than hand knitting is. It requires very careful calculations before starting a project because there’s no way to try on a work-in-progress while it’s hanging on the needles of the machine, and it isn’t possible to … More Trust the Numbers!
Last fall my curiosity turned toward the variety of visual things that can happen when a vertical line and a horizontal line meet and intersect, and while I was thinking of squares, I bought some very beautiful yarn made by Flying Goat Farm, a local Maryland goat farmer and dyer. The yarn was their Zephyrette, … More Back In the Box
None of this would have happened if my daughter had just appreciated her adorableness in the sweater I made her from the leftovers of Mrs. Maisel’s Coat, and had taken it home with her. But no, she said she looked like a colorful cow and rejected the sweater. Plan B is to see if her … More Flowers Springing From the Ashes