03.31.08
Hello, random!
One of my issues with sewing is that there’s no knit-purl.
There’s no basic cast on then some simple repetitive motion that is all you need to do to get an FO. (Okay, yeah, you need to know a bind off, so knit two stitches then slip that first stitch over and repeat, simple as that.)
There is way more washing and ironing and measuring and drafting and testing and pinning and cutting–and then, The Machine.
D@mn! Who the hell said sewing was the easy simple housewife scrimpin’ way to do sh!t?
‘Cuz that’s what I thought.
I was definitely wrong.
Sewing is to knitting like chess is to checkers, you’ve always got to be thinking of the shape you are making and how that’s changing the next shape you’ll be sewing and finishing edges and –it seems you’ve always got to think about the finished product and the steps inbetween.
Of course knitting is so slow; if you find out you messed up and it looks ugly, you rip it out. But you weigh that against the time it took you to get there, and the material takes the damage too. And you figure out where you went wrong and you fix it. So I guess there it’s a bit the same.
The flexibility of knits is multitude. Sewing is a nitpicky taskmaster.
And then there are just plain dumb, stupid mistakes.
See, I was so proud of myself.
I was making a big pot of tea and I thought, “hey, I’ve got cheesecloth, I’ll make a big ol’ reusable teabag!”
So I cut a long rectangle of cheesecloth, I cut a length of hemp cord and even scoured it of any processing cr@p, then laid it in the middle of the rectangle of cheesecloth and folded the cloth over the cord.
So, writing this, I find the next logical step after just folding it over once would be to sew a line underneath that hemp cord to hold it in place, THEN fold the cloth and sew it like I did.
It is so totally completely boneheadedly obvious in retrospect.
But instead I folded the long rectangle of cheesecloth over the hemp cord, then folded it sideways, and then sewed down the side, across the bottom, up the side.
And then because I’m a dumbass, thought, hey, I’ll sew along underneath the cord so it will be all nice and secure. So I did, and sewed the freaking tea bag shut.
D’oh!
