Remember when I said it wasn’t going to be possible for me to spin all two ounces of that first bit of fibre during the Tour? Well, I didn’t do it, but I almost did, and if I had gotten the hang of spinning just a little bit earlier than I actually did, I definitely would have. By “got the hang of spinning,” I of course mean “improved enough so that I am only as bad as other beginning spinners are, rather than continuing to produce a substance that is completely unrecognizable as yarn by anybody’s standards, and that causes others to point and laugh, or to cower in fear of said mystery substance.”
Here’s some of my yarn so far. Notice how it’s extremely horrible near the bottom, but is starting to be thinner and a bit more even at the top? I don’t think it should all be that hairy, though. It’s awfully hairy. I think it needs to start shaving or something.
As for what I have learned, you know how everybody says that predrafting your fibre is important? And you know how when your mother is sometimes really annoying about something or other and says, “I’m not doing this for my health,” and you think, Duh, why would you be? That doesn’t make any sense at all. Well, when people tell you that predrafting your fibre is important, they’re not doing it for their health. It really is important.
I have also learned that just making crap up because you’re too lazy to read about spinning or watch spinning videos is kind of stupid.
Lesson #3: Spinning is hard enough that right now I can’t ever imagine not sucking at it, but it’s fun.
I probably learned some other things, too… but that doesn’t mean I remember them.
The weaving workshop I took on Saturday was also fun, and I’ll post about it another day. So of course I was happy tonight when I discovered that the new issue of Craft magazine is going to focus on all kinds of weaving. Sweet. The Craft blog also led me to Cake Wrecks today. The Cake Wrecks tagline is “When professional cakes go horribly, hilariously wrong,” and it’s the funniest blog I’ve seen in a long time. It’s like the dear, departed You Knit What?? — only with cake!