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Been a walrus

Monday, September 21st, 2009

If it was productivity I wanted when I started this new education (prep year for art school), I certainly achieved my goal. And the funny thing is: the more I produce, the more that harsh critiquing of myself that I specialize in, is becoming pretty useless or sometimes even absent. I’m quite proud of myself. There, I said it.

What have I been up to, you ask? Among other things, I have made a piece of head gear inspired by the awesomeness of the walrus. A knitted hat to be worn when feeling insecure or experiencing a lack of aggression when the situation calls for it. Should you really want to wear this? Will it help? Is it more or less ridiculous than a nose-job? You decide. Anyway, the whole project is called Odobenoplasty, and pictures of the whole process can be seen here. Overview pictures of my evaluation-‘show’ are coming soon.

This is the end result:

odobenoplasty process

We’re being encouraged to write down any cultural activities we’ve undertaken in the last couple of weeks in our dummies/black books/sketchbooks, and I’ve been able to add quite some pages to my meagerly filled notebook because we had to visit stuff as part of our study programme.

But I also started thinking about culturalia I could already tick off because of the past few months of reading and watching movies. For example, I read the second biography of Kurt/Kurdt Cobain, the one by Charles Cross. And after not wanting to listen to Nirvana when they were happening (well, actually years after, when I was already in highschool), just to spite my classmates back then, I have now rediscovered their music and listen to Nevermind and some random singles regularly now.

It just goes to show that I simply cannot predict my own changes in taste. I could never have imagined that I would actually like what I used to think of as… well, boring music. Ah well, I was late with other things too…


Saturday, February 28th, 2009

This is a lace shawl I finished last weekend. It’s been on the first pair of needles I ever bought (bamboo, 4mm, March 2007) since this August, and I’m glad I can finally admire its beauty blocked. It grew a lot after blocking and of course the lace pattern opened up as it was supposed to, which was very fulfilling. It made this project and the endless pinning down of each of the 500 or so picots, worthwhile. It is now approximately the size of a mattress. (!)

The yarn is Rowan Kidsilk Haze, kid mohair and silk, and it’s so soft and shiny. It feels as if your wearing something out of a store where you’d never step inside, not only because every item there costs more than your monthly paycheck, but also because the saleswoman will immediately tell by your clothes that you don’t have the green to shop in her shop, and will give you a stare that sends you running with your tail between your legs. That kind of store, I kid you not. Check it out.



You’ll have to imagine the shine yourself.

This pattern is from Knitty, it’s called Muir and the designer is Rosemary Hill. I did the borders a little differently, with slightly thicker yarn I had left from my Hannah sweater, Kidsilk Aura. Same fibre content, different result.

I love this shawl, I feel so rich. I’m even dressing for summer when I’m at home so I can wear this and not be hot.

Tonight I finished curtains that will serve as ‘doors’ for our doorless cupboard. And while I was at it I sewed a little bird out of the curtain fabric, but because the camera I was borrowing was stolen, I have no evidence of this. I did though.

results are in

Wednesday, September 3rd, 2008

There’s still lots more to chew on from the past weeks, but in the spirit of the zap-generation (which I am clearly a part of because when I zap/change channel to skip the commercial break and tune in to something else to fill the gap I can’t remember what show I was watching) I am breaking my posts down into smaller chunks with a higher information density. This way I hope to attract more readers who, like me, have only a very short attention span and need a picture every so many sentences, and can’t be bothered to stay on a blog for longer than, say five minutes.

Actually I would really be glad if people who find my site would stay on here for five full minutes. That’s like… for ever. Like.

So let’s get to the chunks. Here’s one:

Knitting needle holder

The conclusion of my sew-inn I talked about a while ago and was pretty determined to drip-feed you the pictures of, but in came the zap part of my mind, Knitting needle holderand out went the plan. Do you still remember what I’m talking about or have you already clicked the link to freshen up? Anyway, I was very happy with the result, and so are my knitting needles (I love to anthropomorphise them, can you imagine the knobs at the top being their little heads, the 8mm needles being the town elders and the skinny dpns being the naughty quadruplets always up to no good? This is how I used to play with my mother’s button collection… How convenient a child I must have been.) It has become a knitting needle holder, to be rolled up when not in use.

Knitting needle holder

Knitting needle holder

Always room for pictures in our working memory, so here’s the last one.

Knitting needle holder

And now, as a reward for your focus and discipline reading all the way to here, some new information! I officially became a Bachelor of Arts last week. I did my last exams in January, but I received the paper last Thursday. I got a nice little personal speech from the teacher who helped with my thesis, and I never expected this. It made the ceremony cooler than when I graduated from high school, when all the people who had taught me for six years could say was ‘I think you had a little trouble fitting in in the beginning.’

Am glad I had no trouble fitting in in the end.

Love Bloemenjansje B.A.


Sunday, August 17th, 2008

Yes, I’m still knitting, but this weekend I’m also doing other crafts, mainly sewing. How can you not when you have these fabrics at your disposal, from Carol Cox in Utrecht. Her fabrics are quite expensive, inspiration is free.



And for someone with very little experience in sewing, I think this hem turned out pretty neat:


Normally I’m not a very accurate worker, but yesterday I discovered what a delight tidiness and accuracy can be, and how it can make the results so much prettier. It was really worth staying up so late until every seam was totally perfect.