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[jenny-dreadful]

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[pegglefan69]

I don't see natural dyeing becoming a huge hobby of mine (or at least not in the next 5 years LMAO) BUT I think one or two projects a year would be great! I REALLY want a SQ of avocado pit dyed yarn now lmao....from the research I've done it makes such a WONDERFUL pink

[vashti-lives]

can anyone who’s ever used a woolmi generated pattern let me know how it went? i tried to look up reviews but the one reddit thread i found the person was like, “does this work?” and people were just like, that place only has one pattern and it looks boring try these OTHER pattern creator sites.

but like. to be clear i don’t care that woolmi doesn’t generate a wide range of styles i want a v-neck top down raglan sleeve sweater pattern written to be knit in the round. i just wanna know if the formula they’re using to generate the pattern works well because i’m atypical in size (mainly, i’m very short but with wide-ish bust and proportionately quite wide upper arms) and i’m hesitant to start a completely untested pattern.

[grison-in-space]

Man, there is a huge bias in the way that hobby fibercrafters approach and think about textiles—and I say that as a hobby fibercrafter myself! See, weaving has a high barrier to entry relative to knitting, crochet, spinning—even embroidery or sewing, these days, as the sewing machine automated much of the tedium of the craft. All of those crafts require a lot less in terms of startup costs to the hobby crafter than the machinery of a loom does.

But... look, if you want to understand mass produced textiles or textiles in any historical context, you have to understand weaving. If you want to understand how most of the cloth that people wear is made, you have to understand weaving, because weaving is the oldest art for mass producing cloth that can then be turned into garments.

Spinning is also very important, of course. Spinning is how you get the thread that you can turn into cloth any number of ways. Historically speaking, though, the most common way that thread or yarn becomes cloth is inarguably weaving. More to the point, weaving is also a historical center of industry and labor organizing. Ironically enough for the argument about how no one asked a woman, the industrialization of weaving is actually an interesting early case example of men organizing to push women out of a newly profitable position.

Besides that, knitting and crocheting in particular are incredibly modern crafts. Most modern knitting as we would understand the craft is shaped by the inventions of Elizabeth Zimmerman, and even things like the circular knitting needle date back only to the past century. Historically speaking, the great innovation of knitting as a tool for fiber craft is the ability to construct garments for small, odd shapes that can stretch and grip: stockings, gloves, underwear. Even that great innovation, the knit sweater, is an artifact of the 1850s—and the familiar cable knit sweaters of the Aran Isles are even newer than that. Crochet is even younger: the entire craft originated in the 1820s as far as anyone can document.

None of that is any shade on anyone. Like I said, I knit; that's the locus of my personal interest in textiles. I just think that textile history is neat, but if you're going to make big pronouncements about the historical development of textiles, it's important to think about what changed about the technology of textile production in the most common ways of turning raw fiber into cloth—and you cannot stop at the level of understanding how to make thread or yarn, because the properties of the cloth are always going to be an artifact of the construction of the cloth.

That's technology, baby! It's literally weavecraft. But it's not obvious that weaving is missing from the bounds of a person's experience with textile manipulation until and unless they're trying to understand and work with a wide range of fabric types—and when you can quite reasonably go from raw fiber to a finished garment using modern popular craft techniques that don't rely on anything that appears difficult for a medieval craftsman to make, it's easy to forget the role of weaving in the creation of cloth as a finished product.

I suppose the point I am making is: think deeply about what your own areas of expertise are not bringing to your understanding of history. It's easier to miss things you'd think.

[meowmeowriley]

had a silly thought for the bun!ghost au but the realized it probably(?) wouldn't be practical but--

angora rabbits right? you can make yarn from their fur. so imagine the amount of shed a shifter rabbit could produce, collecting it, n ghost knitting stuff for his loved ones (bc my brain always wants to make soldiers knit)

like I said, probably not practical, but it makes me curious abt 1) does ghost's furn change with the seasons and 2) what taking care of his fur looks like (he shoves a comb into Johnny's hands n then shifts lol)

If I wasn't so dead set on him being a Flemish Giant, an Angora would be hilarious.

I haven't decided yet if his entire family are all the same breed of rabbit, but it would be particularly adorable if his mom or an older sister were, and used their fur to make sweaters for the whole family 🥰 So I may do that, not sure yet.

Ghost sheds like a motherfucker, and he does grow a winter coat. Being such a big bun, that comes with having so much fur. His own room, his office, and eventually Soap's room are covered in his fluff, especially when he blows his coat in spring.

Another thing to remember is that Ghost is trans here. 😈 Rabbits will pluck their own fur to insulate and build nests. And while he's not gonna get knocked up, for plot reasons, there's a suspicious amount of fur stuffed into both his and Soap's beds, under the covers, in the pillowcase, everywhere. Thankfully Soap doesn't have any allergies.

Ghost does love a good brushing. After a long day sometimes he'll kick the door open to Soap's room or office, wherever he is, toss a brush onto the desk, and that's all the warning Soap gets before a 30lb rabbit flops on top of whatever he had just been working on, expecting to be brushed and pet.

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

mini-HC (a little self indulgent) What about the M6 being with a MC who crochet/knits... Which would be fine, but they crochet/knit e v e r y t h i n g

The Arcana Mini-HCs: When MC crochets/knits everything

Julian: wears it. all of it. just ... please make it black or red. once you made tiny leg warmers for Malak's feet, and as willing as the raven was to try them on, Julian misinterpreted his flapping for resistance and what followed was an epic struggle of flying feathers and curses

Asra: they like to knit too! he pays no heed to the almost concerning piles of knitted/crocheted projects of yours, considering how many snake sweaters litter the apartment and he doesn't care to throw stones from glass houses. never uses your projects as intended

Nadia: she does get mildly concerned over just how many crocheted/knitted things you produce in such a short period of time, but she chalks it up to your dedication to your art. she might request a shawl from you, with the specific yarn and pattern she provides

Muriel: he can understand the soul-deep need for something grounding and productive and soothing. He's not judging you for how much time you spend knitting/crocheting. He is judging you for your pattern and color choices. A frilly pink bonnet for Innana? Really?

Portia: She's all about that self-sufficient life and thinks your skills are just another super cool thing about you. Likes to pay you for your gifts with home-baked goods of her own and sees no issue with quantity. Almost dies of cuteness when you make Pepi a flower hat

Lucio: yeah, he didn't get it at first, until he experienced his first winter on the road and you wrapped him up in a warm scarf (which nearly made him cry). He finds it oddly soothing and mesmerizing to watch your fingers move as you work in the light of the campfire

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

I've been dreaming of the Hunter of Love.

Every decision made or not made branches off and creates new realities. There are a countless number of those realities.

Worlds of infinite choices—he will glimpse them all.

How does a moment last forever? How can a story never die?

Rook dances through the darkness, unburdened and dauntless. Not a single step produces a sound—though if it had, the sound would no doubt be absorbed into the abyss. He glides effortlessly, a swan upon still water.

There is no road for his feet to follow, only a plane of darkness. Heels strike it, eliciting a clear clack-clack-clack, as if the floor is marble.

The walls—if they can be called that; there's nothing solid when he sticks his arms out to test the environment—are laden with full-body mirrors. They're mounted up upon nothing, floating in place, their reflective faces clean, clear, and free of cracks.

He is drawn to them, tugged along as if compelled by the red string of fate.

In each, he is presented with a novelty.

Familiar places and people, refracted and twisted into something new. Something beautiful.

An ethereal art gallery for his own amusement.

He turns his head, taps fingers along the frames of each realm in turn.

A Night Raven College with as many as fourteen dorms. A Night Raven College set upon a stage, scripts in the hands of every student. A Night Raven College of young women, not young men.

Jade with his hair styled up in a mohawk, a plethora of piercings studding his face. Kalim with a monkey upon his shoulder, sharing a platter of fruit. Young Epel in a pair of glasses, mouthing the lines to a play. Idia, smaller than even his younger brother, in an oversized sweater, playing on a mobile gaming console.

Rook imagines a great tree, its roots ever-growing, expanding deep, deep, deep into the soil and continuing still. Endless choices, endless possibilities.

C'est la vie—such is life.

He stops.

His hand now hovers over the glass casing of a tragedy.

Rook stares at a version of himself, collapsed beside a bottle of apple juice. Its caustic contents ooze out onto the ground, bubbling as it eats away at the floor.

The common man would be repulsed. Chilled to the bone. Frightened.

But Rook Hunt is not the common man.

"Comme c'est magnifique," he marvels. “Willingly consuming poison, wishing so desperately to believe that his queen was free of sin… Here lies a foolish dreamer in the aftermath, still having faith in his dear friend's integrity.”

Rook lingers, drinking in the details of the morbid work of art.

He does not move, does not breathe. Ignoring the bottle, it is as though he had been laid into a peaceful sleep. Lips arranged in a soft smile, long lashes cast over his cheeks.

A beautiful queen weeps for him, tears colored black as the night. His clothes are tattered, his crown tarnished. He is a flower of evil, stripped of his petals.

The next mirror, the mirror after—all horrific ends, varying shades of gruesome. Visions twisting, distorting.

A king dressed in roses slaying their victims, peasants who dares to defy their rule. A hyena dissolving into sand. Students trapped in constrictive tentacles, stripped of their talents.

Mindless drones lumbering around a seized castle. A reality dyed in ink, ruled by blue flames and Phantoms. And… a tangle of briar knitting over the world.

To him, they are just as lovely as the rest.

Heartbreaking, but lovely.

As that thought strikes him, the area ahead brightens. He spots color dotting the darkness.

They start as scribbles, clumsy trails of crayon left by a child's hand. Further along, the crayon gains dimension, turning into yarn threads. Eventually, they weave together to form a coherent path marked by cobblestones made of newspaper clippings.

It leads to a thicket unlike any he has ever seen.

Every glade of grass, every leaf and stem, is painted in a glistening coat of silver. The flowers are crystal, the fruit, plump jewels. The sky, a watercolor masterpiece of brilliant blues, white clouds dabbled on with an artist's sponge.

A tower rises in the distance, fine and thin like a needle. Its pointed roof pierces the heavens, and there is but one solitary window embedded in the structure.

Rook gasps, and a thousand or more reflected Rooks gasp too.

The leaves tinkle, a melody of wind chimes and bells. He feels as though they are beckoning to him, drawing him deeper and deeper into the forest.

His feet have a mind of their own; they start moving, as if bewitched by the majesty of the enchanted wood, by the mystery of the tower. Beads of dew upon the grass are left untouched as he swiftly passes.

A call reaches out from a place far, far away. It's not quite speech, but vocalizations resembling speech--someone grasping for the right words, the right feeling.

There is a haunting hollowness to the siren song. A longing so immense it makes tears spring to his eyes.

It must be seeking its other half, Rook realizes. A harmony for its melody, to form a duet.

But the longer he tries to focus on the sound, the more he tries to parse out its parts, the more confused he becomes. The voice is contradictory: familiar and yet unfamiliar, happy and yet sad.

His pace quickens, as does his heartbeat. It's an anomaly for him, for whom calmness comes easily.

I must go to them, he thinks, unsure of why. I must.

Is there a yet-to-be-discovered wonder on the other side? His queen, whom he has sworn his undying loyalty to, in danger? Is it from the strange tower? A stranger requesting his aid?

Curiosity thrums through him.

Hurry.

The tower seems to drift farther and farther away with each step. The voice, fainter.

Hurry...!!

Rook runs.

The building accelerates. The trees expand as if to fill in the space where the tower had fled.

Wildlife carved of glass watch, some racing with him. A deerling on limber, elegant legs, a rabbit bouncing as high as it can. Even the fish skip atop the river that runs concurrent with the forest trail, and a flock of birds soar upon their crystalline wings.

They trill, they coo, they sing.

His run becomes a sprint, and the sprint becomes a gallop. The call to adventure, loud and clear in his ears.

He is one with nature, and nature is one with him.

I must see for myself what lies at the ends of this world--and beyond it.

His spirit brims, burning with determination.

Chasing something he doesn’t know the true nature, the true face, of. For that... is the thrill of the hunt.

[macabrecraftsman]

Roll a D20 to find out what your next knitting project will be!

Crop top

Lacy scarf

Colorwork sweater

Wool hat

Pokémon stuffie

Rainbow socks

Baby blanket to donate to shelters that house mothers and their children

Cabled cardigan

Baby booties to donate to a hospital or shelter

Chemo cap to donate to local hospital/rehabilitation facility

Large poncho

Shawl in a lace pattern

Table runner in a Victorian-style lace pattern

Coasters (cotton yarn works best!)

Sunglasses holder

Book/e-reader cover

Reusable produce bag

Pencil pouch

Pillow cover

Storage basket made from yarn scraps

[bitstitchbitch]

fun fact - handmade, sustainable clothing is expensive for a reason! I just spent $90 on cheapish 100% wool yarn that is probably-hopefully enough for a crocheted sweater (I should have bought another 1-2 balls, but planned poorly). This is yarn from a good-sized company - it was manufactured, not hand spun or dyed to my knowledge. Hand-dyed / spun yarn is double that cost, easily. Again, this is just the yarn. A good crochet hook is around $10. Add another couple of bucks for stitch markers and other misc. tools. Patterns can be bought, found online for free, or you can make your own which is what I’m doing. Working without a pattern requires more time - I spent ~1.5 hours today making test swatches just to decide stitch and gauges. Now consider that higher quality yarn comes in hanks, not the pre-wound balls that you usually find in Michael’s or Joann’s. I wind by hand, so that takes 1.5-2 hours to do all six balls. And only once all of this is done can I begin to make my sweater. Which will probably take 20+ hours. So add in labor costs, let alone profit margins and other business expenses and you start to see why most people don’t sell large crochet items. Not many people want to pay over $300 for a sweater (and remember, this is cheapish wool yarn at $14 / 219 yards, not $30 / 150 yards of hand dyed cashmere, so double the cost if we’re talking premium materials).

Hell I made a crochet afghan with cheap cheap acrylic yarn (literally what you find in Michael’s). $75 materials, but it took me 120+ hours of work and the base cost (labor + materials) would be at least $1000 before profit margin. Then consider that it took me over 9 months to finish. I love that afghan. It’s going to last my whole lifetime. I have similar afghans that my great and great great grandmothers passed down to me - it’s literally an heirloom item. I have no regrets about spending all that time and money on it. But holy fuck, it would not be worth it as a business venture.

I guess my belated point is, consider this the next time you complain about the cost of sustainable, ethically produced clothing. And consider that sustainable clothing usually has more longevity if properly cared for. You can usually thrift for immediate needs and save up for those long lasting items! Just never buy crochet items from a store. It’s such a scam. If the price is affordable, it’s probably unethical (small items are still sketchy, but if it’s local business and not a chain you might be okay - some people can make money off crochet if they’re making small items). There are other methods of sustainable clothing production that can produce cheaper items (machine knitting for example, and even sewing is typically faster) but materials are almost always going to come at a premium and hand sewn/ knitted / crochet is going to be even more so.

[skylight-family]

Hear no evil. Speak no evil. See no evil.

Alnitak, Alnilam, and Mintaka!

They're the Descendants in the Isle of Dawn. Three friends that appear to be young men that are the self-proclaimed welcome committee of the isle. They all look up to Betelgeuse highly as a senior.

They are named after the three stars in the Orion Belt, and are themed after the three wise monkeys. Also, all of them are fluent in sign language!

(More about them under the cut!)

These three are named after the stars in the Orion Belt and are themed after the three wise monkeys.

Alnitak - "Hear no evil"

Alnitak is the most vocal of the group. He seems like a mischievous troublemaker, and he may talk bluntly, but he's actually pretty sweet. Sometimes he could be tactless but he almost always means well unless he thinks someone deserves the flak. Give him a ball of yarn and he's bound to knit you a warm sweater to cuddle in during the cold days.

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Alnilam - "Speak no evil"

Alnilam seems to be the voice of reason of the group. He is hard of hearing and mute, so he mostly communicates via sign language. He can't produce honking sounds on his own, so he uses his own personal instrument to alert/detect other sky kids. He may seem intimidating at first since he appears serious, but he's kind! He's always up to lend a helping hand to those who need it.

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Mintaka - "See no evil"

Mintaka is the quietest and shyest of the group. He often prefers to be on his own, but seemed to feel comfortable with his friends, Alnilam and Alnitak. He often appears aloof; unbeknownst to him, he has more than a few admirers from afar. Among the three, he's the first one to befriend Saiph because he's rather soft-spoken like a calm Rigel.

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[squareallworthy]

Any more thoughts on sheep re their wool or souls...?

Most commercially produced yarn is made from a blend of wool from different sheep. So if you want to have a single-soul sweater, your best bet is to buy hand-spun yarn produced in small batches. Check your local yarn store. They can probably put you in touch with the person who spun and dyed the wool so you can verify that it's from a single sheep.

Oh, and don't feel weird about mentioning that it's because you want a single-soul batch of yarn. People in the fiber industry already know all about that.

[fyresnow]

the final version of this sweater vest! (previous post here)

Yarn: Lion Brand Ice Cream Smoothies in Lime (it’s so soft but it’s acrylic so I’m not sure how breathable it is?) The yellow is Bernat Baby Sport, also acrylic.

Pattern: same as all the others, a classic 1940s vintage pattern (Sleeveless Pullover Pattern #S-113 printed in Spool Cotton #198 Knit for Victory). Except I added a lace strip to the bottom instead of ribbing and am using an altered version of the Trailing Vines stitch pattern plus a bit that I charted up myself (it was way too much math and stitch counting). The front panel is one size and the back is the next size up because the lace needed to be added in even numbers (couldn’t split the difference). Honestly I should just write my own pattern for this instead of referring to the vintage one bc it’s so different lol. Still thinking about actually producing/selling my patterns, I don’t know the first thing about that.

[vanderblog]

blog post 4 | research

While there are several avenues of research I might explore for this essay, such as how to improve colorwork knitting or the history of the Norwegian Olympic sweaters, I have decided to focus on the studies that produce evidence of how beneficial knitting is to one's mental health.

In a study done by a PhD student, Joanna Nordstrand, results showed that the benefits one's mental health by engaging in meditation, which can decrease anxiety and depression. It gives one confidence in one's creative ability, a sense of identity through occupation, mental stimulation which helps reduce symptoms of dementia and ADHD and challenges the brain, and problem solving skills.

There are also benefits found in joining the knitting community by introducing one to a "low-stakes" social environment where everyone can work or share their craft without the pressure of job status, hierarchal positions, or other social stigmas.

Being occupied with a task not only yields a sense of accomplishment, but it also provides a system of structure in one's life by being a designated time and space for one to relax, focus, and take a break from other life stressors. It can play a role in one's long-term gratification by motivating one to complete other daily chores or less-meaningful activities in order to have more knitting time. The tactile experience of working with the yarn offers a pleasant sensory experience that is both calming and engaging.

While many forms of creativity are similarly healing to the mind and used in the therapeutic field, knitting is one of the few that can be done discreetly in public without disturbing anyone nearby. It is quiet, easy to transport, and calming for those with social anxiety as it can provide a temporary reprieve from social engagement such as prolonged eye contact and small talk.

Perhaps the most interesting part of this study is the segment in which researchers discuss how knitters choose to challenge themselves with different types of new skills. The preferred level of difficulty varies from person to person, day to day. Often when one has more stress, more knitting is required to relax, but mindless operations are preferred.

I would like to further this research by relating it to how the Nordic way of living promotes slow and mindful habits, such as knitting, to practice gratitude and find inner peace every day. The time and mental energy I have spent on this craft varies greatly over time, and there have been some minor disappointments such as unsuccessful projects or financial impediments, but overall it has been the most worthwhile pursuit of art I have found in benefitting my mental health and quality of life.

Here is the study:

I hope everyone's research is going well for this blog post! Thank you for reading if you made it this far (:

[tf2-oneshots]

SFW male engie x gn Pyro? it'd be cool if they were just kinda hanging out while the others are nearby :3

I love these two sm

Warnings: none!

Rating: General

Engineer flips through the TV, grumbling as he looks for something decent. He eventually settles on a channel and makes room for Pyro. They take their seat with a bag of jellybeans and shovel a handful under their mask. The Texan takes a few pieces for himself then throws his arm over their shoulder.

“Keep them away from me. I’ll eat the whole bag before I even realize it.” Although he has a sweet tooth, Engineer also has some self control. Pyro nods, eyes focused on the TV. They only glance away to pick the fruity jellybeans and eat them first.

As the pair settle in, Sniper enters alongside Heavy and Scout. The three find their usual seats in the living room with quick glances to the TV. Sniper sets down a basket of yarn, producing twin needles to knit a sweater for his mom. Heavy opens his latest novel to a bookmarked page and continues where he left off. For Scout, the man laid on the floor and began sketching random objects.

When the show switches to commercial, Engineer grabs a bubblegum jellybean and feeds it to Pyro. Really, he pressed it to the bottom of their mask until they took it, but its the thought that counts. Pyro leans in, nuzzling Engineer with a happy noise. The American takes it as appreciation for his gesture.

The show ended around dinner time, so the couple decided to move to the kitchen. It was Demo’s turn to cook, leaving them at the kitchen table in wait. Pyro took Engineer’s hand, holding it while they snacked on the bread set out for everyone. Engineer gave a light squeeze, which was happily returned a moment later.

“We should go for a drive after dinner. Weather said it won’t be cloudy, so we can see the stars.” Pyro mutters their approval. They love drives! Engineer’s radio always has the best music, and the truck has a bench seat! It makes cuddling much easier for them. Pyro can even bring their candy to finally finish off the bag after two weeks.

With dinner finished and dishes put away, Pyro ran to the truck outside. They stood by the passenger door, jumping inside the moment it was unlocked. Engineer laughs at the cute sight. They’re too adorable for his own good.

The roads are empty as always. Miles and miles of land stretching beyond the horizon. Even though the town isn’t too far, no one ever leaves their neck of the woods. What’s the point in a place like this? Dusty roads and the modern day equivalent of villages remind Engineer of his workshop back home. He likes these kinds of quiet places.

“Mmph! Mm!” Pyro points out the front window towards the full moon above. Engineer pulls off to the side of the road, parking in the sand. He leans forward and gives a smile.

“Damn right! Look at the size of it. Hope there ain’t no coyotes running around.” Seatbelts removed, the two meet in the center of the truck. Arms wrap around one another as they look to the sky. Blues and purples dance with the endless white speckles. Pyro faces Engineer and slowly raise their mask to just below the nose. The two press close, kissing one another gently.

These guys are just too cute -H

[squeakpip]

hi hi hello!! my nosiness and curiosity has also been piqued - how are you doing lately? what’s been on your needles/spindle/loom/mind? anything fun plans?😊

oof, i just ended a nine-year relationship so i'm doing pretty weird. looking forward to: the weather turning, finally being fully staffed at my job after 2 years, and hanging up a wall hanging i ice-dyed over labor day.

i'm knitting an all-over colorwork sweater for my roommate, which is on its 3rd sleeve with two more to go. i keep going into some sort of fugue and knitting without any regard for the human body. maybe this time i will actually produce a sleeve...

the first pic is how top-down sweater wips live most of their lives 🙈

i also have a tiny scrap of a lace scarf in handspun that i find unreasonably charming. (Beatrice but longer and skinnier because i'm a tall lad who hates short scarves)

and i just cast on a birthday sweater for myself, roughly modeled off of Anjou. this is my first time using unspun and it's not nearly as fragile as i had feared.

i haven't spun since Tour de Fleece, where i made an enormous pile of yarn that i'm washing right now.