Monthly Archives: January 2012

Illusion Knitting

I’ll be back later this week with a more substantive post, I promise!

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Knitting: Darkside Cowl

The cold has returned to Brooklyn, and I needed a proper scarf. I hadn’t ever knitted one for myself, so I went ahead with it.

This Darkside Cowl was fun to knit and quick–it took less than a day. It keeps me warm quite sufficiently.

The yarn is one ball of Debbie Bliss Donegal Luxury Tweed Aran in a lovely soft grey flecked with pink, green, blue, black, and white. My mom gave me several skeins for Christmas, with the instruction that I make something for myself with it, which I think is the sweetest thing. Though my mom taught me how to knit, she doesn’t know the first thing about it (a story for another day, I guess), so the fact that she sought out her local yarn shop and picked this yarn out for me is just about the most thoughtful thing ever.

Knitting: Selbu Modern Tam

This Selbu Modern tam is my second colorwork piece (the first was a tam as well), and, while I still need practice to get the tension perfect, I am definitely hooked. It makes a simple stockinette piece oh-so much more interesting.

It took me a while (almost two months) to complete, but I was working on several other projects at the same time and took a long hiatus around the holidays.

This picture shows the true colors better than the others.

I can’t stop wearing it! It’s out of Berocco Ultra Alpaca Fine, a delightfully soft yarn and a pleasure to work with (even if it is a bit splitty). The colors are Turquoise Mix and Blueberry Mix, both slightly heathered and wonderfully deep, saturated colors.

Watch This Now: Bombay Beach

love

tenderness
ambition
+
choreography
in the most depressing place in america.

Bombay Beach is a tiny miracle of a film, one that whispers louder than most documentaries scream. If you’ve never seen the Salton Sea,* this is a beautiful introduction to its innate conflicts–the epitome of a failed city. Following a “hyperactive” well-meaning boy born at the Salton Sea, an NFL-dreaming teen transplant from Compton, and an old hardscrabble man who bet on the Sea and lost.

The cinematography (and the audio recording) is dazzling.

The music by Beirut and Bob Dylan doesn’t hurt, either.

*For a look at the more whimsical side of the disaster that is the Salton Sea (and an in-depth look at its past and present), watch Plagues and Pleasures on the Salton Sea.