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Eyebrow Raising

I know someone who can do what she terms “The Eyebrow of Death”. It has been known to instill fear in the hearts of her high school students. She can convey an entire conversation with a few moves of her brows. Even my darling husband has been known to encourage our sons to rethink a course of action with one raised eyebrow. I wish I could do this. Alas, I cannot. It is unfortunate, because I have seen a number of things recently that make me want to raise an eyebrow.

For instance, I came across this little number at a home improvement store. It isn’t the best picture….it had to be taken surreptitiously due to the “no photograph” policy and the security guards loitering around.

Essential home equipment?

Yes, these are stills. Apparently regular people buy these things. Which accounts for the prevalence of homemade p├ílinka in Hungarian homes. I’m told that this is a normal thing to do here. See my eyebrow twitching? Should I try to bring one home to Canada, just to see what Customs says?

And how about this bit of sculpture? She is most definitely creepy.

I can’t imagine the thought process behind locating this above the entrance to a hotel. Doesn’t look that bad in the photo, but trust me. It is just plain weird. This looks like it was lifted from a Tim Burton movie. I don’t think I could bring myself to walk through the doors, never mind sleep there.

And the strangest of all:

A strange vehicle on the main drag

Sorry about the crap photo, but that thing was moving and I was trying to dodge traffic. I’ve told a number of people about this phenomenon, but I don’t think they believed me. It is a bicycle. Modified for sure, but still a bike. On it sits a dozen men (yes, it is always men) pedalling like crazy and drinking beer just as fast. It’s called “The Beer Bike”. Yes, really.

Drinking and Driving

I’m afraid that I just about rolled on the ground laughing the first time I saw it. Interestingly, I always see it on one of the busiest avenues in Budapest. One can only hope that the fellow steering isn’t drinking as much as his companions. There are just so many thing I could say about this, but perhaps it is best if I just let my readers come to their own conclusions.

Sometimes I feel as if I’ve landed on another planet. But much of the time, I really wish I could convey what I’m thinking with the simple arch of an eyebrow.

Going Batty

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I love colour. This should come as no surprise to anyone who knows me. I wear wildly coloured and patterned socks. I paint my walls in shades considered somewhat daring, including lipstick red. The standard uniform of black with black seems, well, boring. So when one of my favourite fibre sources started selling bags of randomly assorted bits, I just had to pick up some. I didn’t know what exactly I was going to do with these colourful bits and bobs, but I knew the answer would eventually come to me.

Just look at all that colour!

After dumping out the contents of four bags, totalling over a pound of fibre, I started doing a little organization. Mostly to see how many duplicates there were. Then out came the drum carder and I began to play! This, my friends, is a drum carder:

Spike, the batt maker

You place lengths of fibre on the infeed tray (at the bottom of the photo), turn the handle, and the fibre is combed into a thin sheet which is wrapped around the large cylinder. Each successive bit is layered on top of the last. This presents an amazing way to blend colour and texture, either in layers or, by running it through several times, as a thoroughly blended mass. It’s like painting, but without the mixing! Here is a small sampling of the batts I made.

Pretty, aren’t they? Almost like candy, only fluffier.

Look! Each side is different!

So what do you do with these batts, you ask? Why, you spin them! Naturally there are as many ways to spin a batt as there are spinners. This is what I did. I tore a small section off of the batt lengthwise, going almost the full length of the batt, then started it from the other end. Sounds confusing, doesn’t it? Maybe a photo will make it clearer.

"Z" StrippingThis method of tearing the batt, “Z stripping” will make one long strip of fibre which can then be pre-drafted to about the thickness of one’s thumb. Then it is spun.

The blending of the colours made spinning compelling – I just had to see what would happen next. They were spun with an eye towards compatible colour combinations, but nothing too exacting. Then I randomly grabbed bobbins and plied. The result was five skeins of lovely, squishy yarn in a perfect weight for a cozy winter pullover. I should have plenty….there is just over 1000 yards here.

I’m thinking a raglan with a v-neck might be nice. Something simple, to allow the heathered colours to shine. What do you think?