Sweater pattern knitting is all about Trust and Faith. These are two things of which I am in constant want. Yet I am driven to knit sweaters. Driven, as in obsessively thinking about this and only this when I should be doing any number of things adults need to do to make money and keep a roof over their heads.
(Deep breath taken; slowly exhaled.)
My first two sweaters were disastrous affairs due to my poor choice of materials. They fit physically, but they weren't fit for public consumption. The third sweater was a success and saw many years of useful service until recent evolutions in color fashion have given it a dated appearance. My fourth sweater, though, is a minor masterpiece to me.
No, I had no clue on how to measure yarn gauge, so it does not fit my husband perfectly. And, no, I had no clue how to adjust the cable patterns to account for the shoulder decreases, so the cables on the shoulder look a bit odd in places. But, but, but, I designed the Aran panel myself and I totally winged the design and the construction.
I had, in fact, no clue what I was doing. I just did it. I threw caution to the wind and for all it's faults I will remain forever proud of this project because I took a chance. I put trust in myself and was given faith in return. If you knew me you would know that this was a minor miracle, and a minor miracle that begot a minor masterpiece.
Hubby has been informed he is only a lessee of this sweater. Ownership rights revert to it's knitter upon dissolution of the marriage. I totally reserve the right to be selfish over this garment.
So, sweaters, sweaters, sweaters, sweaters. I'm obsessed and yet I haven't been able to actually find a pattern to hitch my wagon onto. Ideas come and go, swatches are put forth. The swatches, omg, swatches; I am awash in swatches.
Back in September I splurged on a boatload of Jo Sharp Silkroad DK Tweed in Iceberg that had been calling my name for months and months. It is a lovely wool/silk/cashmere blend.
Having worked with a yarn of hers before, one which had the same fiber content, I was prepared to carefully swatch to adequately account for the expected growth. I was still surprised:
OMG! This swatch is so soft and luxurious I kept it with me at all times for several days. I even fondled it while driving! That's not too crazy, right?