Success: “an event that accomplishes its intended purpose.”
Temptation: “the desire to have or do something you know you should avoid.”
In the world of fibre arts I am going to plead that success is not possible without temptation. The fibre artist becomes distracted, drawn away from the current project to heed the siren call of something new. Maybe it’s a new yarn whose colours or textures are so seductive that the artist finds it impossible to resist. It’s so pleasing to the senses that leaving the yarn on the shelf in the store would actually be painful. Maybe it’s a new design that comes across your hands and you think “I must do this. Without it my life will feel hollow and empty. This pattern will give me all the answers to Life, the Universe, and Everything.” (Okay, maybe going a little over the top there, but I know other fibre people get it.) Sometimes you look at something and realize it’s perfect for your spouse or mother or friend, and that knitting it cannot possibly wait until you finish your current project. Whatever the reason (at least if you’re me), it’s enough to have you fling your current projects aside with gleeful abandon and run willingly into the open arms of temptation. I firmly believe all successes in the journey down the woolen road start here. That’s at least my story and I’m sticking to it.
First the success. My father’s Urbana is finished and blocking.
It’s my first official Year of Projects success story. Cast on and finished this month. With any luck it will be shipped off on time to arrive in his hands for Christmas. Unfortunately it didn’t use up as much of the yarn as I thought it would, which means I have to find a way to use up yarn that I wasn’t planning to still have. And here we have discovered another reason for temptation, which is necessity. I’ve already decided to make a matching pair of flop top mitts (which are on my Year of Projects list), but now there will also have to be a hat (which is not). I’ve found a hat I like. Unsurprisingly it’s another Stephen West pattern. Windschief will accompany the rest of the gift. It not a huge diversion, merely a soupçon of temptation. Something to wet my lips with while cheating every so slightly on my List. And if things had stopped there all would be well. My little diversion would be enough and things would be continuing smoothly. But where would the fun be if things stopped there?
I ask you, how is a little knitter like me supposed to resist the incredibly magnetic energy of a Stephen West KAL? It’s simply not possible. (If the man ever starts designing socks I will be lost to the world. But I will have warm feet.) I have a love affair with the man’s designs. I knit my first pattern of his in February. Since then I have made 2 Boneyards, 2 Ubanas, I’m finishing a Clockwork, casting on Windscheif later today, and have everything I need for a Herbivore and a Flamboyen. I had yarn for the last one custom dyed by IndigoDragonFly. I feel like I should be in the middle of a circle of knitters saying “Hi my Name is Keri, and I have a problem. I’m a Stephen West addict.”
So there it is. Temptation is its truest and nastiest form. It puts too many things I really like into one space and I am not strong enough to resist. The good news is that it doesn’t start until August 1st. That’s lots of time to have a few more successes before the next temptation rears it’s soft, pretty, inviting head. I will be strong for the next two weeks and then all bets are off, at least until the KAL is finished.