In a development that I could not have predicted, I have been recruited onto the English translation team for a Danish knitting business that specialises in knitting and embroidery kits. A friend who now lives in Denmark was doing some of the translation and they were looking for an English speaking knitter. This is about as far from local and bespoke as it is possible to get! Anyway–it has led to my receiving knitting kits from Kit Couture. This is my first effort: the Sotra Pullover.
Well. There was knitting the body on the way home from my folks’ place (by train) with a bag full of mandarins and mutant spring onions bigger than some leeks I’ve met from their garden.
I forgot everything I knew about knitting jogless jogs (making the transition from one stripe to another less visible) and dropped all the joins back to try again at one point. Then faced the reality that the wearer will not notice, and even if he noticed, would not care. I managed to knit the ends in and was not facing hours of darning in ends at the end of all those stripes. Thank you, Kaffe Fassett. One of Kaffe’s books was the place I learned this was possible, and this is the place I have really used this strategy to the maximum. This is one of the reasons I read knitting books: the real gift from a book may not be a pattern you knit from it!
Here I am knitting a sleeve in public somewhere with my grease marked backpack as an aesthetically questionable backdrop.
The exciting moment when I joined sleeves to body the night before and am preparing to take the whole thing to work so I can knit on the train, in a seminar and then in the bus home again… that blue patch at the top is the indigo and woad dyed bag the jumper is going into.
My fairy goddess-son is perfect in every way, but evidently not quite the same shape as the models in Copenhagen. So this version is a Frankenfit in which I am knitting the 4 year old size in width and the 10 year old size (and then some) in length.
It is approximately the opposite situation to the Frankenfit necessary for me to use a Vogue pattern, in which it has always been the case that the Vogue Body and my body are not very similar.
The colours are rather lovely, I think. This experience has made me realise that I usually confront a lot more choices and decisions when making a jumper. My handspun is not always even, not always one of the routine thicknesses for which knitting patterns are made, not the colours in anyone’s picture, and I often design my own jumpers. This has its upsides and joys, but there was something differently gleeful about only having to figure out how to make width and length come together (not too challenging). And–Kit Couture’s pattern was designed to be knit from the bottom up, seamlessly and in the round. One of the ways I prefer to knit. Fantastic.
The day we celebrated solstice with many friends, it finished blocking and drying. I tied it with handmade string, packed it into a bag for safekeeping, and handed it over. I think it worked out pretty well, and my very dear goddess-son looks right at home in it…