Ready for the Culture Crawl

With the Olympics™ looming and the Culture Crawl just around the corner, I have completed my window sign.
Now I anxiously await a $10 000 fine and/or months in jail.

All for a sign. Potentially.

I doubt that CSIS or anyone will really care about my craftivism, but it makes me smile and that's all that counts.

Done and Done

Boy that was a totally aggravating experience. It's funny how sometimes you can really be in the groove, and other times are spent mostly ripping out and cursing.
I can't decide which one I like better, so I might send both.
I just love the spooky lace though. I told my mother about this project and how excited I was and all she could offer was, "how terrible.....a skull and crossbones"......maybe I'll have to make yet another one to sway her view.

Now, onto something completely different.
And if you haven't been paying attention, the Olympics™ are coming.
Not all of us are thrilled, and some of the threats made against our freedom of speech, and a citizens right to protest are ridiculous.
They have even passed a bill enabling the police, or VANOC or who ever to come into your house and remove any offending signs that may be negative towards the games.

As if it isn't bad enough that we have to pay for a party that most of us aren't invited to.
This is my own small gesture of defiance.
Coming soon to a window near you.


Never underestimate the power of craftivism!!

Tape loop

I want to poke myself in the head with my knitting needles.

At the moment, I am working on this very lovely skeleton lace that I found here.
It is just so nice and something that I've never done before. It perfectly rides the line between little old ladyish and cool. It is detailed, and fine, and oh so darn frustrating.

I'm working on something for a trade, and it seems just the thing.
IF I can finish it.

First I started one in white, like the photograph, but I am such an obsessive freak about it being perfect, that it now sits half completed and without needles on top of the piano.
How very little old ladyish of me.

Now I am working on a black one which was shaping up quite nicely until I started to lose my mind.

You know how it is. You're clicking along at a fine pace, making progress, then you realize that you've dropped a stitch about 10 rows back and because the thing is lacey and foreign and like those bracketed math problems, you start to drive yourself crazy with time consuming stitch counting and ripping and placing stitches back onto the needles and such. etc etc

At this point, I've been knitting for hours and hours and I have less work done than when I started this morning. Primarily because I ripped everything out in an agro knitting huff.
I am the Joe Pesci of knitters sometimes. It feels like Groundhog day. I just cannot look at the thing again tonight. Or maybe tomorrow.

Confessions of a Former Tree Girdler

Yeah, I did it. Once or twice only, and I'm glad that they were removed early.
It always makes me laugh when I see negative comments and anger with relation to Yarnbombing.
"It HARMS the tree" they yell in unison, these angry critics of Tree girdling.
"Why don't you do something USEFUL, like knit socks for the homeless" others bleat.
As if we should not enjoy knitting for whatever reason we'd like.

I have to say that I have seen some total ridiculousness out there, but I'm all for expressing yourself. We don't have to like everything, do we? I guess I've just been thinking more of how it DOES really stay and stagnate for ever.




Offending tags have been removed.
All is well in the universe.

Yarnbombing: Fugly as I wanna be!

Some of the reasons that Yarnbombing is so cool:
-you can "be productive" and get something done and up and have that feeling of accomplishment
-you can adorn the (urban) landscape with your craftiness and entertain yourself while you're at it
-you can use up pieces of that nasty old stash of yarn that has been kicking around forever

This piece is something that I've had finished for ages but have considered it to be completely FUGLY in every sense of the word.
I never liked that pink yarn, and even though it's a nice brand, "Philosopher's Wool", it has always really turned me off colourwise.
Plus, I have gobs and gobs of the stuff still leftover.

So I decided to get it done and get it up.
Then I stashed it away for several months. Then I just decided to get it up and not worry about it anymore.
I hope that someone enjoys the work. I'm over it.

If you're interested in checking out the Yarnbombing ladies, they'll be at Word on the Street tomorrow at 1:00 pm. Head down to Library Square to say hello. Maybe I'll be there too.

Repent Sinner

Last weekend I participated in a free art give away called, "It's Yours Take It". It was super fun, and it got me motivated into trying something new.
I was in a bit of a knitting funk, and wasn't feeling very inspired.

Now, I am creating something new, and though it is very Vancouver centric, you can catch up here on Flickr™.
This is not the first time that I've had a virtual kick in the arse by Jerm9 and ninja! Thanks kids for the motivation.

Anyone living here in Vancouver has seen these millions of stickers everywhere throughout the city for at least 10 years or more. Though I don't see the feisty Jamaican lady in front of Woodwards any longer, her spirit and spunk will definitely live on!
Keep your eyes peeled!!

Some good news on a grey day.

I was feeling pissy and defeated because there is no justice in the universe, then I went to my favourite knitting vandal site and discovered this:

the new cover for the Yarnbombing book!!!!
It's those big goofy shoes! And they put a smile on my face.

Thanks for the info ladies!