Too Hot to Spin?

The consistent trick with summer crafting is finding the right project to not make the heat of the summer worse. You don't want to work on a giant woolen sweater (like I am) when it's over 90 degrees F. You don't want to bring that light silk project to the pool. And I haven't been doing this very long, but I'm pretty sure it's a bad idea to spin with sweaty hands. Which is really just me trying to make an excuse for why I haven't crossed "Spin a Tuft" off my to-do list in a few weeks. It rained, so it's a little more humid but a lot more cool than it typically is. So this would be the ideal time to spin, right? So I went to take a picture of what I want to work on today. I realize that the technical term may not be tuft, but this little spiral that my roommate's cat is eying is the amount I want to convert into what will eventually be my first attempt at plying.


I decided I wanted to take a picture of the yarn, and went upstairs to where the light is better and there's something white I can take the picture against. And Trevor was sleeping on the blanket, so I had to wake him up. Then I realized the color wasn't too far off from his fur, which is all sorts of adorable. So he gets his blog debut. For anyone who's curious, he's named after the main...male character (I wouldn't call him villain or protagonist, he just is) of Aeon Flux.


Apparently, outside of some light patting, he wanted to sleep more than look in awe at my yarn. That's fair. He's been pretty good about leaving my yarn alone--with one exception, but it was yarn leftover from a completed project, so not too bad.

Brief Crafts

Knitting is an often time-consuming process. Few projects take hours, some take days, but many take weeks if not months. Especially if you're as destractable as I can be, and start multiple other projects in the meantime.

So occasionally I'll pick up something that is not knitting and will therefore hopefully take an hour tops. I sketch sometimes, and will very likely scan in some of my favorites sometime soon.

I've made these little contact-paper decorations for various places around the house that I share with several boys (I should call them men, as they are all older than me, but not a one seems more mature.) The eyes watch T.V., the cyborg above reads our refrigerator poetry. The samurai below was made for a friend who has since moved out, and I realized that it didn't quite fit the guy who took his place so well. So this:
became this:
in about 20 minutes of cutting and tracing. All images originate from Deviant Art, but have gotten lost in the ether since I got them; the last, drawn by Octobig, can be found here. (The original images used as outlines are not mine--if they belong to you and you want me to give acknowledgement/remove, please let me know.)