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Can you believe I never used a knitting dolly (Nancy, spool or whatever name you know it under, we call it a "Strickliesel") as a child? After I started crocheting with wire everybody hearing about it said "Ah, with a knitting dolly!". "No, with a crochet hook." "Huh??"
So my sister had been telling me from the start she would bring one for me to try. Finally she thought of it and here is my first attempt. Not perfect, I know, but actually it's not as easy as you might think. Wire has its own mind when it comes to bending and moving down through a little hole to finally come out the other side, I found out. I think after making four strands my right arm developed an extra muscle, but I have the feeling that it could actually get addictive, even as much as the crochet.Now I had four "ropes" of wire, but only knew how to braid three. No problem, what have we got the internet for? I looked it up and really it's so easy. All I had to remember was "over, under, under" and voila, here is the result. Not finished yet because there are no findings on it and since it is not perfect, I'll keep it myself. The idea is stuck in my head, though. I wonder which other vital information had to leave my brain to make place for it, probably I'll know when I don't find my way to or from work anymore? ;-)
.... did the people give me strange looks at the hospital today? I was prepared to wait carrying my little bag of silver-plated wire, already strung with bead soup (can you string something with soup or did I string soup beads??) and I managed to make two thin bangles there and on the train home. Exactly the right thing to do and it kept me from falling asleep. At the sonography it didn't work, though. I just had made the first stitch and I was called in. By one of my favorite doctors, so that was okay ;-)
It's terrible to be an addict, I wonder if I can find a support group "Crocheters Anonymous" around here somewhere! *lol*
Ok, the line itself is not so new as you know from a former post. The line surfacing in my shops is new and I can't seem to stop making those little kitties, probably because they are all as different as my own fur monsters are.
Speaking of fur monsters, Greebo's eye is starting to close up. I hope it is "just" a little cold and not another allergy attack like a few years ago when his asthma started. That was so terrible, my poor baby hardly able to breathe, only when he was standing up. I so do not want to hear these whistle sounds again! What worries me is that it came so sudden. Tomorrow we are off to the vet's. I can't go tonight because I have a doctor's appointment myself. I would rather go to the vet's!
Back to the kitty line. The little fellows have no closed eyes and are immune against colds and allergies. If it always were that easy ;-)
Heute wird mal auf Deutsch gebloggt, auch wenn der Titel auf Hindi ist. Beides hat seinen Grund.
Schon mal von vedischer Mathematik gehört? Wie ich mich inzwischen habe belehren lassen, gibt es Kritiker und Befürworter für diese Rechenmethoden. Die Kritiker sind der Meinung, es ließe sich weder belegen, daß sich die Regeln auf den Veda zurückführen lassen noch handele es sich um Mathematik im üblichen Sinn. Befürworter weisen allerdings darauf hin, daß mit Hilfe dieser Regeln Rechnungen wesentlich schneller als mit den unseren gelöst werden können, was Praktikern vermutlich wichtiger sein dürfte als die Bezeichnung. In englischsprachigen Ländern sind diese Regeln um einiges populärer als bei uns. Dies zu ändern ist das Ziel des Buchs "Der Matheknüller" von Armin Schonard und Cordula Kokot. Hier wird auf Deutsch erklärt, wie man auch ohne Taschenrechner, PC oder Stift und Papier auskommen kann. Kopfrechnen, ja genau. Lang her, das letzte Mal, was? ;-)
Wer es mal selber ausprobieren will, kann sich hier etwas mehr Informationen holen. Viel Spaß beim Rechnen!
Since last night the weather seems to pick up my mood and the sky is raining for me. I don't feel like crying only because this is my last day of vacation, but it still is a little depressing. It has been nice here at home, relaxing, neglecting all kinds of chores, just hanging out with friends, family, the furkids, going to bed really late, hm, or early because I was glued to my armchair while the hook was glued to my fingers.
But hey, that's the way it goes.
"All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy." Thanks for this sentence, Mr. Stephen King, it is so useful to twist around.
All play and no work makes Cat a happy girl ... but when will the laundry rise and take over the place? Will there be a sock named Spartacus leading the single sock army against me? Will the closets break down under unfolded shirts? Or will we all go down in a cloud of dust? I am a responsible grown-up and I can't play all the time, but that means now I will grab these last few days and squeeze as much time out of them as possible! :-)
"So come up to the lab and see what's on the slab" ... geez, must be my quoting day today. But it's true, just wait what I am working on, mwahaha ;-)
Actually I had thought about that from the moment I started crocheting with wire, but yesterday, when I was trying out all the crochet hooks my MIL gave me and finally came to the smallest one, the spark of inspiration (that Terry Pratchett is talking about in his book "Sourcery") hit me with all the might a spark can hit you.
I hope this idea will develop, my big goal is to crochet a life-size elephant ;-) You don't believe me? So what about a kitty head, not quite life-sized?This was my first attempt, in sterling silver wire, jade beads as eyes and a red seed bead as nose. Yeah, yeah, I know, no mouth. I will keep him as a good luck charm, I think. Without the ears he is about 0.4 inch high.
This is number two from brown copper wire. He is larger and he has tomcat cheeks. And a mouth. After all you don't really see cats' lips. The eyes are aventurine, the nose a red seed bead again. I'll have to search my stash for a pink seed bead or maybe a black one.
Stay tuned in case I post the picture of the life-size elephant some day .......
Today we spent at my in-laws' house. Eating too much and afterwards chilling on the various couches and talking while the sun was shining it.
When we came home, this little fellow was waiting on our hall steps with a card "a new spring wardrobe for Cat's cell phone". I wonder if my neighbor had seen my shabby little cotton something that was good for nothing. Isn't that so cute? I truly love it, she is such a dear lady.
