For fun I thought to buy, A bunch of Aussie dye, My faithful sidekick couldn't resist, Not to dissatisfy, The first were colours tri, In water that made them tryst, To sock blocks we apply, Colours to electrify, I gave this one a circular twist, But there's risk of fry, If you… Continue reading Into the dycrowave
Well that's it. The epic saga is finally over. Months, nay, years in the making. Most of the yarn was re-dyed, much of it was undone and re-knitted. But I can finally be warm and cozy. Just in time for spring. Hopefully now my housemate will stop giving me shit about how long I've been knitting the… Continue reading The blues are over
We had an evening of natural dying, On paper, without my usual tieing, Using things like pureed flax, citric acid, salt, vinegar and wax, That changed the dye's colour while they were drying.
I wrote a pretty average poem for this project, but there is so much I want to talk about and a short poem just wasn't going to encompass it. You may remember a dying project of mine from over a year ago. Well, the subsequent knitting project is finally on its way! After many test squares trying… Continue reading A rainbow with the blues
Moving interstate and leaving my wonderful Spinners and Weavers group has left a gaping hole in my life. But Pinterest has shown me that I can weave anywhere and with anything. I used what was on hand. Unused dyed cotton (post to come) from a previous project, my embroidery hoop, and some folded junk mail.… Continue reading Little weaving
A few months back I bought a gorgeously dyed rolag of wool from the SA Hand-spinners and Weavers. At first I thought it was just made with orange, blue and pink dye, but the more I spun it, the more colours I found that had been created by mixing of dyes, and the more I… Continue reading Spun sunset
I found this ripper of a cardigan at a garage sale almost a year ago. It is mostly lambswool with a little bit of nylon (and I think a little of something else natural like alpaca, though I can't find the label), the lady bought it in Florence, when I'm sure it was at the height of… Continue reading Another dye lot