Two is the number of hours of sleep I’ve had. Twelve is the number of hours straight I worked on my model yesterday. Am I done? No. I’m not sure if I’m even close to done. Every time I think I’m almost there, something happens and there seem to be endless hours of work ahead. For some reason, this project has become my masterpiece. I feel like it’s going to be the last project I ever work on and if it isn’t perfect, life won’t go on.
I watched Alpha Dog (disturbing) and Valentines Day (not sure how I feel about this movie) last night. Good news, I now know I can totally zone out while knitting and it’s like the knitting just gets longer and time just passes. It’s pretty awesome.
So, originally, my model was going to be of a knitting shop called Knit in Public (an actual brick and mortar) and the outside was going to be a knitted scarf I was going to make out of clay. In my mind this looked awesome. I posted an awesome tweet while brainstorming this idea btw.
I spent 5 hours making my dream a reality. Twice:
Much to my chagrin, after spending the majority of my Sunday on this, it looks like a Native American hill dwelling I visited as a child with my grandparents.
I anxiously waited for my masterpiece to air dry and when I checked on it hours later, it had all cracked and crumbled. I tried to glue it back together with no luck. I have no pictures of this because I almost threw it across the room and my camera wasn’t what I was thinking about.
Being the perfectionist I tend to be, I threw the clay away and started over. With real yarn and knitting needles. Took about 5 hours to knit the scarf:
Oh yes, that’s a mosaic walkway.