Meta-Crochet
It's a steel-gray, cold day with a persistent drizzle. It's the kind of day where the only thing that sounds good for breakfast is hot, milky tea and gluten-free rice krispy treats- which is exactly what I had! Even though it's not that warm inside, the windows were all fogged up this morning:
The chunky sea-foamy scarf that I was working on just didn't turn out. It was a lovely pattern, but with this particular yarn, the stitches were too dense and the finished product was just too stiff. So I undid what I had done and have re-assigned the yarn to a new project. As we speak, that beautiful white and gray chunky yarn is being turned into one of these awesome baskets (pattern found here). I still think it looks quite nautical! If only there were a seaside within a couple of thousand miles!
And then, I noticed something amazing. Something that will blow your mind on an early, gray Friday morning... The basket is at a stage where it is containing the yarn that's being used to stitch it. How meta is that???!!!
Oops! I startled the basket a bit with the flash there! Here are some better shots:
Step aside chicken and egg, there's a new conundrum in town! The poetry of it is rather lovely: a basket, whose sole purpose is to hold things, is holding the raw material of its creation. Welcome to meta-crochet!
The chunky sea-foamy scarf that I was working on just didn't turn out. It was a lovely pattern, but with this particular yarn, the stitches were too dense and the finished product was just too stiff. So I undid what I had done and have re-assigned the yarn to a new project. As we speak, that beautiful white and gray chunky yarn is being turned into one of these awesome baskets (pattern found here). I still think it looks quite nautical! If only there were a seaside within a couple of thousand miles!
And then, I noticed something amazing. Something that will blow your mind on an early, gray Friday morning... The basket is at a stage where it is containing the yarn that's being used to stitch it. How meta is that???!!!
Oops! I startled the basket a bit with the flash there! Here are some better shots:
Step aside chicken and egg, there's a new conundrum in town! The poetry of it is rather lovely: a basket, whose sole purpose is to hold things, is holding the raw material of its creation. Welcome to meta-crochet!
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