26 September 2007
a little something for everyone
More strawberry bookmarks. Made using this pattern and adding a tail to turn it into a bookmark.
More knitted play food.
Created using the eggplant pattern from here but tweaking it a bit to elongate it into a pear shape. Might tweak it a bit more next time.
I’ve been experimenting in getting ‘Lifelike Shading’ into my knitted foods. (Try not to be jealous of my life). I’m pleased with the strawberries – I’ve finally worked out that I need to begin with the darkest red, gradually incorporate the medium red, and work in the pink right at the top as the green begins. It’s only taken 36 strawberries to achieve something natural looking.
As for the pear, I used a light apple-green yarn knitted double strand with a thin yellow homespun yarn (seen on mittens here) to try and get a variegated green and gold pear-like look. I think my next pear will be yellowy brown. And will feature one little leaf, fetchingly positioned to the side.
It’s all so thrilling! I hear you say. Shut up.
Onto other stuff. It’s school holidays here and my children are busy making a movie. It all started with Son #2 fiddling around with Mr Soup’s mobile phone (creating a ring tone of his own voice yelling Dad, Dad, the phone’s ringing! Someone wants to talk to you! Quick, answer your phone! as Mr Soup discovered when he was at work yesterday and someone called him) and found the little three minute movie feature. They had a great time filming themselves, and that was it. They were off, onto bigger things. They dug out the real movie camera, Son #1 quickly devised a plot (featuring guns created out of old clingwrap tubes and gaffertape and the gruesome murders of several cast members) and shooting began. Literally.
• Son #1 has a hidden, rather disturbing, talent for script development. Genre: horror.
• Son #2 can make a very realistic gunshot sound.
• Son #3 is a talented little actor, and does an excellent death.
• Tomato paste stains light coloured clothing.
• Learning that windows act at mirrors and if you film someone exiting through a glass door, as the door closes behind the actor, it will reveal an earnest looking cameraman and a very casual and slightly distracted director swinging in a tree behind the cameraman. This will not be obvious on the tiny screen of the camera, leading to discovery only later that night as you watch the rushes on the tv screen. (Rushes. See we’ve got the jargon down already? Cool, huh. Must teach them to say Action! rather than Go!).
I interrupted their filming yesterday to drag them off to a papermaking workshop at the Botanic Gardens (in the Plant Craft Cottage), which I’d booked them into last week when Son #1 was in Perth and not around to object. They ended up having a great time, despite much eye rolling from a certain 13 year old young man, and this morning we have 21 pieces of homemade paper drying on the clothes airer by the fire.
After the papermaking thing we wandered into the city whereupon we witnessed a man juggling firesticks which perched on a ladder, and ate the world’s most expensive ice creams at Southgate. Home via the library and the Chinese takeaway. I love school holidays. This morning as I ignore them and blog in my pyjamas, I can hear them singing their new favourite song ‘Canadian Idiot’ (Don’t wanna be a beer-swilling hockey-nut … and something about pre-emptive strike) and plotting the sequel to their cinematic masterpiece. I just heard mention of crossbows and swords.
Think I’ll go knit another pear.
Edited due to objections. Lyrics to 'Canadian Idiot' here. It is, of course, sung to the tune of 'American Idiot'.