Last night I got most of my first Ninja sock done.
This morning I got an email pointing out that it is very close in design to a sock pattern that is already available. (This is no doubt because the main motif came from a stitch dictionary.)
Back to the drawing board.
Actually, while working on the first sock, some changes occurred to me. Changes that would make a pretty big difference in the look of the sock. I’ve re-jiggered the pattern and will knit the second sock with my revised chart and see what I can see. So I’ll have a mis-matched pair.
Oh, and I’m changing the name of the design to “Six-Pack Socks.” Why? Just because I like the way it sounds.
A couple of people asked about my design process. It varies. Sometimes I chart up a design that’s in my head and start knitting. Sometimes I start with a motif from a stitch dictionary and go from there. I’ll make minor and sometimes major adjustments to a motif to make it work in my socks. I always start with something charted up, whether from my fevered brain or from another source, but I will make adjustments to the chart as I knit, as needed. Sometimes I rip back to the toe several times before I’m satisfied with the way a design looks.
I realize that it would be useful to knit swatches of the design before putting it in a sock, but I don’t. As much as I hate to rip out my knitting, I really don’t mind ripping back on socks for some reason. Consistent I am not.
In other news, I am not having a good week. My knitting time in the evenings will be severely curtailed because I need to re-create something that the postal service “damaged” in transit. I do wonder how they get away with calling a package “damaged” when they rip a box open, empty out the contents, seal the box back up and deliver the empty box to the recipient. Sadly, all the pissing and moaning in the world (and believe me, I have done plenty) does not change the fact that I have to re-create the lost/stolen contents. I’m not out too much, moneywise, but I resent the loss of valuable time.
Okay, I’m done complaining. To reward you for listening to me whine, here is Lucy.
And if you come back tomorrow, not only do I promise not to whine, but I’ll show you something silly you might be eligible to win. Should you even remotely want it.