Bandit claims that he can always tell when I'm stressed or sad because I start knitting so much more. Though I've been skeptical of this claim in the past (what are you talking about? I always enjoy knitting a lot!) I'm starting to think he may have a point. This is, if all goes well, my last semester of grad school. Various pressures are mounting: complete this CS class successfully (I have developed an indelible hatred of C++), take care of graduation paperwork, get my thesis in order, start sending out job applications. It might not be such a coincidence that I've been turning to the comforts of wool and silk and alpaca. It's probably not a coincidence that I've cast on so many new projects that I'm running out of project bags. (It's definitely not a coincidence that I've spent hours on Etsy looking at beautiful new project bags.)
To be fair... one of these projects shouldn't count against me, as it's a commission of sorts. I've already chronicled the Vostok shawl that I knitted for a charity auction last year; this year I auctioned my custom shawl-knitting services again, so I've got two more shawls on the horizon. The first is Celestarium, an awe-inspiring pattern that recreates the constellations of the night sky in the Northern Hemisphere. This shawl has been lurking in the want-to-knit-but-would-probably-not-wear list in the back of my mind, and apparently the recipient (also a knitter) has wanted one for quite a while but doesn't want to knit it herself, so it's really the perfect convergence of fortune.
I'll be casting this on relatively soon, maybe even tonight. The yarn that the recipient picked out is laceweight in the Aegean colorway, from Black Sheep Dyeworks.
Also in the category of oh-this-doesn't-count is the Ink cardigan that I've recently pulled out of the WIP pile. I'm not sure why I set it down in the first place - it's a pleasure to knit, the depth and richness of color in the MadTosh Tosh Merino Light never fails to delight, and I'm actually quite looking forward to having a long fall cardigan.
I'm knitting it in stockinette rather than the reversed stockinette that the pattern calls for, and trying to make sure that both the overall body length and sleeve length are long enough on me. I'll probably have to go back and add extra cuffs to the sleeves.
Skirting somewhat closer to the borders of not-counting is the Hanami stole that I'm knitting for Bandit's sister. Her birthday is in a little over a month! Of course I had to cast on right now... with the luscious merino/silk Skaska Lace that we bought at the fiber festival last year... right?
I'm almost through the interminable basketweave section. It looks lovely, I have to admit, but the pattern is so involved and un-memorizable that I'll be rather glad to be done with it.
Finally, falling solidly into I-have-no-excuse territory, are the two Kessa Tay Anlin patterns that I just fell in love with on first sight, Lapis and Yuuret (Roots). Lapis is an elegant sleeveless top, and Yuuret is a cute fall cardigan.
At least I can claim that Yuuret is something of a stashbuster, as I've been looking for something to do with the two skeins of Malabrigo worsted that was a birthday gift two years ago. Let's ignore the part where I'll have to buy two more skeins in order to finish it.
I'm normally a tiny-needles kind of knitter, what with all the lace shawls and the
socks failures at socks. I rarely have occasion to bust out any needles larger than a size 5. But I have to admit, working with thick, soft aran-weight yarn on size 8s has its charms. For one thing, the knitting goes so quickly! These two pictures were taken only a few days apart.
Lapis, on the other hand, I have no excuses for. I bought six skeins of Blue Sky Alpaca Silk from a Rav destash specifically for this.
This picture is deceptive in two ways. First, I can't seem to get the color right - it's a deep rich teal tending more towards green than blue. (I've spent some time trying to digitally color correct it, and mostly failed.) Second, it's not actually knit this far. I'm about to rip a good part of it out in order to reknit the back in a larger size, for lo, I have made my offerings to the swatching god and received nothing but lies in return.
So, yeah. As you can see, I'm clearly only culpable for casting on two, maybe three new projects. That isn't unreasonable, right? Totally not a sign of stress? Back me up here.