Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Have you seen enough pears? If not don't worry, I have plenty more pears planned, including an interesting challenge from my best customer and dear friend. More on that soon, I hope.
Meanwhile, I made some pumpkins for the CraftACT shop's "For the love of soup" event this Saturday. I'm sure, if I kept making pumpkins like I have with the pears (don't know, yet) that I would have fun stretching what could be considered "good pumpkin colours." It's a distinctive shape, so it probably doesn't strictly have to be orange (or grey).
Here they are with some thread snippers for some idea of scale. A prize-winning size of pumpkin would take a long time to knit, given the shrinkage involved in felting.
I've given it a little time, but I still don't like the new Flickr format. I don't like all the photos squashed together and clamouring for attention. It makes me feel a bit panicky, for some reason. I guess I'll get used to it.
I'm re-reading Neil Gaiman's American Gods at the moment. It's great. And I know I liked it when I first read it, but I couldn't remember what it was about, beyond the barest concepts. It's irrational but I'm a bit afraid it's going to disappear from my brain again as soon as I finish, or even start dropping out while I'm still reading it, if I don't read fast enough. There is a bit in it where Shadow asks Mr Wednesday who they are going to meet in Las Vegas, and Mr Wednesday tells him, and then a few minutes later Shadow realises that although he asked, he can't remember the answer and asks again. And he still ends up having no idea who it is. Is that what is happening with that book in my head?
Actually, now that I think about it, I often don't have the best memory for books (movies and tv shows too, though that could be because my mind is at least half on my knitting). Not that long ago I decided to quickly read David Mitchell's Cloud Atlas prior to seeing the movie. I knew I had read another of his books and wanted to read this one...except as soon as I started, I realised that I had read it before. It has a very distinctive structure. Still, I read through the whole thing again and only remembered how each bit went as I got to it. I guess this is the opposite problem to the one with American Gods - in that case I knew I had read it and couldn't remember the content, with Cloud Atlas I couldn't remember reading it, but at least recognised the content.