Saturday, 13 January 2007

Someone Else Like Me

...doesn't exist, thank God! That would cause quite the spike in the rapture index-rivaled perhaps only by the legging revival. (Now I must go puke because I have thought about leggings).

Self-depreciation aside, I managed to save this from the clutches of WMRC and it turned out more or less okay;


If I Had to Die for Someone; Mohair spun on drop spindle and knitted in lace pattern on 2.5 needles.

I figured it's going to be tiny and I'll do a most simple pattern so it shouldn't take too long and started working...two months or so ago. I forgot that using 2.5 needles means that you will need 2 million rows or so to get the length. I also decided to leave the mohair as a single, which caused problems with breakage when WMRC shooed it through the ENTIRE house. Twice. Fortunately she never got the work off the needle (the ball was the fun part anyway). Also lucky was that hellion 2 didn't see it-he particularly enjoyed the zippy sound of tearing out some knitting of mama's row by row by row by row. Ad infinitium.

I did the spinning with the mohair I got from "Al" (I discovered that is the goat's name) last summer-it was actually the first thing I spun after getting the lace weight spindle and wonderful fibre combs, so it has been laying around waiting for me to start this piece so that it might tickle and itch me all over again. It's rather uneven, but that just made it interesting. Yeah, interesting. I meant it to be that way. Yeah.

I can only say as to inspiration, that I think the line I played off of here is one of their most absurd. How does one get "too old" for keeping warm? Is this caused by middle age spare tire? Hot flashes?

You are NEVER to old to avoid hypothermia, Bob.

:P

8 comments:

mem said...

Ah, God Fixation, that wasteland of lyrics. I confess I never liked that album, and I didn't really like it when I listened to it after I mellowed out some, either. And Bob is from Indiana, where one does outgrow wearing a scarf in the cold, since "cold" there and "cold" in Canada are two very different things.

The piece is actually interesting. Symmetry normally catches us in bad ways; while I guess it's considered attractive on people, in other contexts it can be a bit disconcerting. Part of beauty is found in flaws, perhaps.

I will have to hit up my vector drawring program to see if I can make something suitable to fit the color scheme. I would like to learn how to draw something other than slime; otherwise I will be stuck, as was A. St-Exupery's pilot, drawing only two things.

mem said...

Aye, the music was okay, but it was so lyrically disappointing. :( I have always held Bob to a different standard than the rest of the lyricists in my (limited) music collection. GF to me was the lowest point in the Petra legacy. Even the more external songs had that narcissistic streak that pervades so much theology these days (e.g., If I had to Die for Someone).

Regarding ending rants and Kill the Wabbit, this is a really cool story about it. It gives hope that despite being unable to create (most) art, I can at least appreciate it some. (His line about the bullfrog and the cat is great.)

And, coincidentally, I also have to provide my creds twice to the captcha (Completely Automated Public Turing test to tell Computers and Humans Apart). Blast the spammers that make such preventative measures necessary. They truly are the bacteria of the Internet.

gwensmom said...

Yes, the lead story on the fashion page in our paper was that leggings and big boxy sweaters are back.

the yarn is beeyootiful

mem said...

I am afraid it is not the sort of cleaning I'd like to do. Elizabeth said it better than I could, I think, so I have co-opted her words. (That she was not reputed as that skilled of a poet does not make me very hopeful for my own skills.)

I was reading in Lamentations last night, and it was apropros; 3:22ff is a good passage, if hard to practice somedays (like today).


But besides, cleaning is the sort of thing difficult to escape in the martial arts. The samurai taught that the way one dressed, wrote, et c., was indicative of how he practiced his art. While I'm not so good at keeping my living quarters spic and span (or my working quarters, for that matter), I still go on cleaning binges occasionally.

mem said...

Oh, and speaking of poetry, I was reminded as I read some last night of how rhyme is a form of symmetry—a small parallel to your stitchwork, I suppose.

Meter pushes us to rhyme, I think, and so a technique for emphasis in poetry is to purposefully maintain meter while simultaneously mucking with the rhyme. While it may make things stand out some, it does have purpose.

I'm sure there's an analogue in there somewhere to sewing. ;)

mem said...

Thanks for the words. I have thought often in my recent readings that Lamentations reads as though it's spoken by Christ. Part of the consolation in suffering is knowing that he took it, and that through the difficulty and pain we experience, we learn more about him.

It still is not pleasant, even though it is for the best. I know you know this well, and that also is helpful.

Wonky. I wanted to use that word, so I did.

mem said...

I've been trying more therapy on cyniccure—dunno if you ever read it, but I thought I'd remind and solicit comments.

mem said...

Wow, you are alive. I wasn't being notified of comments to the blog, so I just happened upon them now.

Worst Christian in history? Surely at least part of the grace of where you live is that there's less opportunity. :-P

Personally, I find the OT more comforting to read because at least I haven't murdered anyone to get his wife. Without being flip, David's story is one of the ones I go back to when I'm beat up. The consequences are there, of course, but when Nathan says, "The LORD has put away your sin," there's comfort in that.

Through all the ugliness in the OT, and there's a LOT of it (which I'm sure you know), there is an overriding theme of God's steadfast mercies. Even in Job, God spares three messengers to bring him the news. The insights into Christ's suffering in the Psalms are also great comforts.

I will have to make it my personal mission to convert everyone to being OT lovers.


Thanks for the notes; they're encouraging.