My sullen art

My "H" has been unfurled, along with 1200 other squares, in its giant poetic form, this week in London. The poem is Dylan Thomas' In My Craft or Sullen Art. It - the knitted poem - made The Times.

H is for...

The Poetry Society is running a project to create a giant knitted poem to mark their centenary this year. I knitted my "H" for them on New Zealand National Poetry Day last month, in my own personal poetic/nanageddon moment. I imagine it as the "H" in the middle of a "THE" (presupposing that the poem will be all in caps). Or at either end of a "HUSH"; or heading "HEROINE", or indeed "HEROIN". I wonder where it'll end up...

spacies

Having given this gift to its recipient, I can now share it with the world: the spacies vest. Just Jussi's vest pattern, with spacies duplicate-stitched on from the chart for bmp socks from knitty (socks I've been planning to knit myself for more than a year). Black and green bamboo yarn - a colour combo to hide all manner of baby eruptions.