Accepted

Proposal written.  Proposal accepted.

I cannot divulge the details of the proposal but they will be revealed in the course of the postings on this blog.

And, while I'm at it

Did I mention that I'm a fine arts major at a local university?  I am.  

I have also been known to knit in class during lectures.  It dawned on me one day that maybe I could turn this into some kind of independent study project and get credit.  Wouldn't that be cool?

I made an appointment and met with my advisor.  I showed him what I was working on and what my ideas were around the project.  He had a few suggestions to make the project more substantial and more like art rather than just like a craft.  He told me to write him a proposal.

One is never enough

Since I made mistakes with the first wig.  I had to knit the pattern again to get it right.  And, then another and another and so on and so forth.

Hmmm . . . what to do with all these wigs?

I had a weekend coming up where I was going to be away with a group of women and girls.  A perfect opportunity, I thought.  I could hand out the wigs and take photos of everyone wearing their wigs going about their business.  This could be fun.

I'm a little rusty . . .

In my haste to knit my first wig, I didn't quite follow the directions. It's been awhile since I followed a knitting pattern and somewhere I got confused when adding the place markers and starting the decreases. I wasn't paying attention. Mistakes were made.

In order to cover up my mistakes, I added some flair in the form of braids.

What to knit . . .

My first night with the knitting group was a lot of fun. I had nothing really to knit so I just practiced knitting stitches for fun.

Yes, it was kind of a waste of time you might say but I got to see what others were working on in hopes of being inspired. Even though other group members were working on really interesting projects, it still didn't inspire me to go off and knit anything exciting.

A year or so prior, thanks to my daughter (who is a VERY prolific and talented knitter herself), I came across this pattern: http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEfall04/PATThallowig.html. It is called a Hallowig designed by Megan Reardon.

I decided to go through my yarn stash, which is mostly antique acrylic or blends and make a wig.

How it all started . . .

I joined a knitting group. It reminds me of the sewing circle we had on my street growing up. I don't recall how often the women got together but the ladies of the street would gather at someone's house, bring their knitting, crocheting, hand sewing, whatever, a snack to share and basically stitch and bitch. It was a way to catch up on all the neighborhood gossip and see what sorts of projects other women were working on. It seemed like a lot of fun.

As a kid, I remember viewing most of this from the stairs - eavesdropping on adult conversations when it was held at our house. As I got older, I was allowed to sit in on the sessions until my bedtime but I still liked to sit on the stairs and listen in.

So, when I heard about this knitting group, reminiscent of the female friendships my mother enjoyed, I decided to give it a try.

I had no projects really in mind. I took some knitting needles and some yarn and away I went.